When a neighbor drops from the roof of his building one evening in May, a young woman discovers a fascination for this stranger. What prompted him to jump? And what keeps her from committing the same gesture? Between the stalls of overripe fruit in Parc-Extension, she wanders, in search of the bonds that unite her to the world and to others, and those that allow the broken pieces of her soul to stay in balance. Senses on the alert, it becomes permeable to the indomitable rustles that rumble beneath appearances. Clémence Dumas-Côté shows, feels and hears what unites us all in the interstices of the world; those daily dramas that upset children and leave them growing up with wounds. Without flash or resentment, she targets in a spontaneous ballet the imperceptible breaches of a world which pursues its course in the indifference of the other, and refuses to cover them, to silence the impulses which animate it, to hide what, in her, does not correspond to the frameworks imposed on women, on mothers. A whimsical whisper, dedicated to those who gaze further than the tip of their nose.
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