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Breaking the Walls at CIRCa and Beyond

The CIRCa festival is the mecca of contemporary circus. As it’s director, Marc Fouilland likes to call it “le rendez-vous du cirque actuel” which I will translate to ‘The summit on current circus.’ So I left behind the Great Michigan Lake shore rides, Andrew Bird and the inimitable American enthusiasm for roundabouts, exchanging it for Bobby Lapointe and the inimitable charisma of the south of France to visit the Festival. Sketch of a circus artist by the author Four baroque beings apostrophize us about essential matters. From the top of a children’s height, with an extravagant gravity and exuberant silences, t...
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Alexandra Royer

Alexandra Royer is a member of the circus company Barcode. She describes herself thus: "To write, I need to use sideways ways. I wish for shows that present poeple who want to share who they really are or something they actually believe in, on stage. I take a lot of baths because I do a lot of shows. The shows I do at the moment are not the one I wish for. The show we are preparing is named "Sweat and Ink" I had the idea for this title as I was running on les plaines d’Abraham, two Januarys ago. I wanted to resume this idea of a dramaturgy written in Circus language. I’m rarely mad because I can adapt very easily--when it happens I usually ask somebody for a cigarette. I think change is a good thing. Cigarette use to make me very mad as a kid. I love to listen to Leonard Cohen, Anderson Paak and Barbara. I love to read David Desjardins, Michel Tournier and Persian poetry. I let the books be chosen by some kind of external force cause I have a hard time making plans. I can be on time and drive a car, but it’s still a work in progress. I often found myself thinking stuff like "I hope the wonderment that often deconcentrates me will never cease to exist." I let the way unrolls itself under my feet, instead of trying to control it. I guess that's a side effect of being a russian bar flyer at night. "