A lonely daydreamer moves back in time to revisit the great juggler he once was. His partner left him after their failed juggling duo, and ever since, he has watched the video of the old act, over and over again, on an aging television set. Out of his memories arise, unexpectedly, a series of small moments, of magic and illusion. No need for effects, to impress.

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Didier André has a look that transforms his solitude into profound sadness, but his face can also be abruptly filled with wonderment. And here he is with his hand in his pocket, he’s pulling something out, a small ball, and another, and a third one. He’s juggling, playing: so quietly and privately that we are almost embarrassed to be watching him so closely, in the tiny space: “the caravan stage”. His partner will never come back.

But we are here! ! Maybe it’s a slight consolation.

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Their circus is bursting with minimalistic illusion. A small, a great, a light, a deep, an intimate show - marvellous!