Once upon a time…
Going to work in the studio, my old lady, who wasn’t there at the time, dropped me off in the studio. The Surprise Box.
The studio: in my memory, a black box, where all the characters lived under big blinding lights.
Off to the side, I see Fanfreluche.
A shock!
It’s not in black and white like on TV, but in color!
Supple, graceful, she dances and performs exercises on the barre.
Entirely devoted to his art.
Her dazzling dress, her luminous face, her transparent blue eyes like aquamarine.
This first image of Kim will remain forever etched in my memory.
I’m captivated, Fanfreluche exists for real!
However, I see my mother on TV… But Fanfreluche!
Then, DIY with Madeleine Arbor
Sweet and attentive, she explains to us how we are going to decorate Easter eggs.
-Are you talking about yourself, I made Easter eggs with a signatory of the Overall refusal. You can’t make this up!
I found Kim
Learned to pronounce his last name, heard all the legends about his Russian origins, his family…
Until she tells her own story about her real life.
I played alongside him in a play by Garcia Lorca, The house of Bernarda Albadirected by André Brassard.
In rehearsal, I couldn’t help but observe him, listening to his thoughts and questions about the work.
Kim the Russian was going to play a legendary character in Spanish drama. It was a lesson.
Kindness incarnate
“Ah… Danièle”, with blue eyes, tender smile, she recognized me regardless of the time that had passed.
She always opened her arms to you, her soft voice becoming almost inaudible due to vocal cord paralysis.
I told him how much I loved him…
Because in his presence, I always became that amazed child again.
The fragments of the mosaic of our youth are crumbling…
