le bruit des arbres qui tombent

the the sound of trees falling
Trees that fall and a man who falls
the noise that no one hears
four people
maybe of the same family
they come, one by one, and share their memory, their story
they become metaphors
the others are like envoys, like phantom souls
they accompany the story
they carry it, they stop it, they splash around with it, and have fun with it
and this black rectangle
this mass that suffocates us
this reflection that shines on us
everything is opposed and everything comes together
searching for the origin
of intimate tales that become one and one only
telling the same thing always the same thing
always digging its hole
to find a treasure
never finding it but enjoying going further and further
with soil under nails and in the flesh
opening doors, from the other side of the corridor, from the other side of the curtain
watching the movements, things being moved, with a child's eye
and feeling the invisible vibrations

Nathalie Béasse

A theatre of bodies, of images, sensations more than words, Nathalie Béasse composes orginal tableaux on stage that make the extraordinary come alive. In her new show, she intertwines different lives in an attempt to weave a common story, solving a riddle. Through four performers, Nathalie explores the human being, its imperfections, its failures, its inhibitions. Light and serious at the same time, le bruit des arbres qui tombent uses the performers' bodies but also the audience's imagination.