Chemin(s)

There's her, who leaves for work every day in her postman's uniform and, when she gets home, enjoys finding herself by drawing. There's him, a solitary musician who likes to feed his compositions in the fresh air.
One day, a connection is made. She hangs her drawing on the tree, the feather that fell at her feet, and he forgets the newspaper on the bench they both frequent.
Chemin(s) is like looking at a tree, from the roots to the
to the end of the branches. So many possible branches on this tree. So many possible paths in this life, crossing and diverging. This strange and magical relationship that links our dreams, our wishes, to our paths in life, these unexpected encounters at the right moment, these little things that mark out our path and open up the crossroads of possibility.
Already welcomed to the Théâtre with Histoire papier, Choses et Autres
and more recently with Zora, the company once again plunges us into the magic of their universe.
By Compagnie Haut les Mains

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