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Le Chemin Se Fait En Marchant

  • Duration: 1 h 20
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Théâtre du Mouvement - Claire Heggen

An actress looks back on her life as a woman and artist. An interweaving of fiction and reality, person and subject, silence and speech.

Using simple objects: wooden cubes, little pebbles scattered here and there, thin paper (a baby's swaddling clothes, which become a cinema screen and stage costume), a bag… Claire Heggen invites spectators on a very personal journey: reviewing 30 years of her life as a woman, a mother and an artist. A backward look over the course of a life that took shape in spite of her.

A one-woman show disguised as a review, a looking back, a reassessment of her life, reviewing ancient history: births, mourning, creation, failures… like so many little white pebbles.
The show is punctuated with extracts, projected on a tissue paper/silk paper screen, from a show at the Théâtre du Mouvement. They are acted by Claire Heggen, or projected as videos that never replace the artist.


In this complete show where mime, theatre, dance and video are intermingled, Claire Heggen presents some funny and not-so-funny fragments of her life as a woman. Le chemin se fait en marchant is a poetic stopover, a chance to catch her breath and recharge her batteries.

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Design: Claire Heggen
Lighting: Philippe Lacombe
Costumes: Catherine Oliveira
Soundtrack: François Leymarie
Video: Nils de Costeq
Actors: Claire Heggen
Coproduction: Théâtre du Mouvement; Ville de Coulommiers
Aided by: Espace Libre de Montréal
With the support of: Ministère de la Culture / DRAC Ile de France; Conseil Général de Seine et Marne; Ville de Coulommiers

More informations

  • Place of capture : Le Palace
  • Collection : Mimos 2006

Contenus associés

  • France
    Théâtre du Mouvement

    A humorous, poetic performance, an ingenious combination of songs and geometrically-aligned bodies… Mime, music, the theatre of objects and acrobatic bravura are all wrapped up in a tale as absurd as it is naive, all infused with a sense of breathless imagination.