Written and directed by Charlotte Lagrange, “I am large,” seduced by his passion and finesse
His chosen land is “a place without borders.” The day she found out Jean-Baptist André in his solo, as in daylight, she has dreamed that this place was not a chimera. On stage, the French artist trained in circus arts mixed game, dance and balances. Julie TVorwarn was barely out of adolescence and do not intend to give up his studies in space design, in Lyon, to become an acrobat. Today, twenty-nine, she saw his passion and his solo performer at the Theater Am Strum Gram in Geneva. Who is Julie TVorwarn? This is the question that weaves the fabric of I’m large. “I’m a little, a lot, passionately … nothing,” she crashes to the ground but do not give up. She already jumped explores the tray lined with reflective walls balancing on hands, carefully, as to not miss … herself. The fluidity of her routines enchants. “I’m an acrobat flowing. Being deeply rooted in the ground, I feel not to fall down. ”
The quest from the outset is in the origins of the young woman (his mother is Spanish). And remember that arises from childhood: a grandmother omnipotent ordering the girl to eat onions (the grandfather owes its survival during the Spanish Civil War). The allele point a finger and threatening tone. Face it, skimming the ground, the child bristled. This scene, truculent, was inspired by an episode lived with the family. Julie TVorwarn teenager says she dissimulate under layers of clothing (pants, skirt, dress, tunic, scarf …) to the point of being nicknamed “Cibola” (onion).
In real life, Julie wondered what she was trying to escape the view of others with his attire. “It’s not easy being a woman in reflective vest,” she whispers. During his three years of training at the National Circus Arts Centre in France, she was always in a tracksuit. His muscles had doubled in size.
“You never will jump as high as a man. Pull yourself together, breathe. Mouse, go, again! “On stage, the words of the past resonate loudly. And Julie runs, docile, linking the wheels, with or without hands.
Onions continue to pave the way. Nestled in the chest, they propel the performer femme fatale, on a soundtrack of Carmen. Later in the palm of the hand, they let peel, and deliver their share of truth.
In 2013, the acrobat had dazzled us in The Owl, and we wind, reflective fabric Mosquito. She was Lola, the rebellious girl who accompanied him on his night fugue young Sebastian, convinced that his parents were impostors. Today, she plays a woman who rightly seeks resists and does not resolve itself to be foreign to it.
Aimed at an audience aged ten and over, I’m large is not a self-centered quest. Introspection here invites to wear a calm look on his own identity. In a cloud of powder, Julie TVorwarn leaves the stage with ease. How does she feel after the show? “I feel really me. And if I can be like that all the time, I’ll be happy. ”
“I am large.”