What we do


Circus without sleep

She lives in a place whose exit doors are probably not, as if leave this room, it was invariably to return. Then to escape, she will dive in the meander of her imagination...

Six Pieds Sur Terre

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A trolley creaks. They, carefree, push. Together they think up playgrounds made of “bits and bricks”. They build up (wobbly) towers, (weak) bridges, (twisted) monuments. Obviously everything wipes out. Between falling bodies and wasted clouts, juggling clubs fly, unicycle zigzags and eggs crunch. In a joyful and playful mess, six pairs of feet walk upon this Earth. Cause after all, teasing a lot each other means loving each other a bit, isn't it ?...