Building a bridge to Fée, who twinkles at the centre of Nini and Pascal’s universe.

Nini and Pascal are a couple. She’s a director, he’s a playwright. They’re in love. Ten years ago, because of a stupid medical error, their daughter Fée died in their arms just two weeks after her birth, leaving them with only one question: “Why?” Now they have created Beauté, chaleur et mort. Here they stand, talking to you; you watch and listen as their lives unfold; they welcome your gaze, and you share their experience as they look back at you. Rarely has art so compellingly imitated life.

Moral

Listen, come near, let me whisper in your ear
What lies within the heart of every creator.
Hidden deep inside are thousands of luminous ideas
Of every hue and every scent,
Where magical words bloom,
Tender and alive, to preserve a flower from dying and fading forever...