Venture in, eyes open or closed, through imaginary landscapes proposed to you by your ears only. Warning: listen with headphones to fully experience all the nuances of these pieces.
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Since the 90s in France, under the Vigipirate anti-terrorism plan, mobile barriers have been used in public spaces to modify and regulate their use. Originally designed for temporary public order missions, they were installed on a permanent basis in streets, squares, parks, in front of town halls, schools, religious buildings, museums, etc., to establish secure perimeters and control flows arou...
It was a winter day in Madrid. I took the express train "Puerta del Sol" to Brussels. At that time, Hendeva was the final station for our trains. The Spanish tracks and the French tracks were not of the same width, a defensive measure implemented by Franco’s government. Disembarking from the train, I held my suitcase tightly in one hand, while the other clutched my passport. In the dead of nigh...
I Speak All Languages, But In Arabic
Duration: 1h44From the peaks of the High Atlas to a mouth's cavity, the creative documentary Je parle toutes les langues, mais en arabe (I speak all languages, but in Arabic) takes us on a journey along a vocal furrow that leads from song to language. In the relief of this furrow, the memory of words, the traces of colonial violence, a song of remedy, the history of letters and the cosmos are inscribed. Inte...
I inherited some small audio cassettes. You can hear very old men and women, as well as sounds of cutlery, carts and doors. I found them in my mother's cupboard when I was twenty. She recorded everything when she worked in a retirement home in the 90s...
Located in Nantes, Le Masque is a legendary bar for several generations of night owls, activists and local residents. Behind the counter, Josy, in her 70s, still brings her personal touch to this atypical place. As we push open the bar's door, we also enter into its intimacy. From barroom gossip to confidences, find out who's behind Le Masque...
They come from Germany, France and Italy. They travel dozens of kilometres every night. Have the wolves crossed Belgium's borders? Is Belgium ready? What would you do if you saw a wolf? _Canis Lupus Belgicus_ is a radio investigation into the tracks of the wolf in Wallonia.
A work of electroacoustic music by composer Félix-Antoine Morin created from recordings made in North India in 2013.
_My mother’s words_ tells the everyday life of a woman who loses her words. By her side, her three children, each in their own way, watch over her, set the tempo and organize her daily life. Moving her out of the house she has lived in for 40 years would break her down. She carries inside her layers of a story, of a territory. Her house, the barn, the little river, and the trees are the last la...
*Where the Rivers Meet* takes its source in Montbéliard – a city in which many rivers have been diverted, buried, channeled – and attempts to reveal the invisible links between the inhabitants of a city undergoing profound change, where it seems to be becoming more and more complicated to communicate. Through the metaphor of an incredible and unexplained rise of the rivers, this audio creation...
Emmanuel Vigier finds a diary in a street in Marseille. At first, he doesn't know the name of its owner. Then one day, he discovers it on the first page. He begins to investigate the life of a woman with the people who knew her closely. A story of music, injustice, and social decline is woven; a sonic portrait created in complicity with Gery Petit.
In the spring of 1956, musicologist Sergio Liberovici travels through the Cogne Valley in Northern Italy. He begins his recordings at the Hotel Grivola. The singer who performs in front of him is a woman from Cogne, Henriette Guichardaz, nicknamed "La Piéròtta". For him, she will perform five songs. Péroline Barbet questions the trace and directs her microphone towards the oral memory of the pl...
Sound immersion on Easter Island, now officially named "Rapa Nui", after the native Polynesian people who settled there. It is one of the most isolated inhabited islands in the world, lost thousands of kilometers between Tahiti and the Chilean coast. A volcanic land beaten by the winds and waves of the Pacific Ocean, it is home to many myths and is populated by stone giants: the moai. A few ste...
Fos' life and body were governed by her community, her father, her husband. Submissive and silent, that is what was required of her. To better mark this control, she was inflicted with the seal of submission by being circumcised at the age of 6. Fos never wanted to be that woman. Exiled in Belgium, she realizes that the word woman deserves another definition, that a woman has the right to the i...
On the shores of Lake Memphremagog, in Quebec, stands the Abbey of Saint-Benoît-du-Lac. 27 monks live there, according to the precepts of the Rule of Saint Benedict. \*Abbaye\* proposes to meet them, though sound. A contrasting universe where sound and poetic encounters are staged between the microscopic and the immense, the prosaic and the spiritual, the anecdotal and the imaginary, the ancien...
On the banks of the Congo River lie huge open-pit quarries. Men, women and even children work here. Stone is still being broken with hammers and iron bars. Next door, a Chinese competitor is blasting the ground with explosives.
"I boarded a container ship for a round trip from Europe to China. At Le Havre harbour, I tuned off my phone. On my voicemail and email box, I had left a message: no need trying to leave me a message for the next three months. I've casted off. I’ve left the land. On board, I’ve lived at the rhythm of the container ship and its men, as they slowly crossed the globe through the oceans. On bo...
"How bad is your pain right now? On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is it?" Behind the white curtain of an operating room, an abstract decor is set up, that of a journey that would find its source in the heart of a wound. Thus, in a semi-conscious state, I receive the visit of the centaur Chiron. He shows me a passage, a tiny space, a synapse, from which comes a very strange song. Initia...
Loin derrière j'ai laissé mon jasmin
L'histoire de trois Syriens, depuis leur rencontre en 2002 sur les marches de leur université à Damas, jusqu'à l'arrestation de deux d'entre eux en avril 2012 par le régime d'al-Assad. Trois intellectuels de Damas réfugiés en Occident, devenus activistes un peu malgré eux, qui partagent leurs souvenirs et cheminements jusqu'à la révolution syrienne.
The director’s grandmother has to move out from her apartment. However, she suffers from syllogomania, a psychic disorder that results in a pathological accumulation of objects.
Là où s'est arrêté le feu is a minimalist musical and sound poetry project spanning from 2015 to 2019. Sounds were recorded during immersions on the Côte-Nord and in Abitibi : at l'ïle aux Perroquets, Anticosti Island, Natashquan, Sept-Îles and La Motte. Each of these pieces tells a moment, a state of mind, an encounter, a memory which, with the music and the natural sounds, reveal a beauty, a ...
Since the 90s in France, under the Vigipirate anti-terrorism plan, mobile barriers have been used in public spaces to modify and regulate their use. Originally designed for temporary public order missions, they were installed on a permanent basis in streets, squares, parks, in front of town halls, schools, religious buildings, museums, etc., to establish secure perimeters and control flows arou...
It was a winter day in Madrid. I took the express train "Puerta del Sol" to Brussels. At that time, Hendeva was the final station for our trains. The Spanish tracks and the French tracks were not of the same width, a defensive measure implemented by Franco’s government. Disembarking from the train, I held my suitcase tightly in one hand, while the other clutched my passport. In the dead of nigh...
I Speak All Languages, But In Arabic
Duration: 1h44From the peaks of the High Atlas to a mouth's cavity, the creative documentary Je parle toutes les langues, mais en arabe (I speak all languages, but in Arabic) takes us on a journey along a vocal furrow that leads from song to language. In the relief of this furrow, the memory of words, the traces of colonial violence, a song of remedy, the history of letters and the cosmos are inscribed. Inte...
I inherited some small audio cassettes. You can hear very old men and women, as well as sounds of cutlery, carts and doors. I found them in my mother's cupboard when I was twenty. She recorded everything when she worked in a retirement home in the 90s...
Located in Nantes, Le Masque is a legendary bar for several generations of night owls, activists and local residents. Behind the counter, Josy, in her 70s, still brings her personal touch to this atypical place. As we push open the bar's door, we also enter into its intimacy. From barroom gossip to confidences, find out who's behind Le Masque...
They come from Germany, France and Italy. They travel dozens of kilometres every night. Have the wolves crossed Belgium's borders? Is Belgium ready? What would you do if you saw a wolf? _Canis Lupus Belgicus_ is a radio investigation into the tracks of the wolf in Wallonia.
A work of electroacoustic music by composer Félix-Antoine Morin created from recordings made in North India in 2013.
_My mother’s words_ tells the everyday life of a woman who loses her words. By her side, her three children, each in their own way, watch over her, set the tempo and organize her daily life. Moving her out of the house she has lived in for 40 years would break her down. She carries inside her layers of a story, of a territory. Her house, the barn, the little river, and the trees are the last la...
*Where the Rivers Meet* takes its source in Montbéliard – a city in which many rivers have been diverted, buried, channeled – and attempts to reveal the invisible links between the inhabitants of a city undergoing profound change, where it seems to be becoming more and more complicated to communicate. Through the metaphor of an incredible and unexplained rise of the rivers, this audio creation...
Emmanuel Vigier finds a diary in a street in Marseille. At first, he doesn't know the name of its owner. Then one day, he discovers it on the first page. He begins to investigate the life of a woman with the people who knew her closely. A story of music, injustice, and social decline is woven; a sonic portrait created in complicity with Gery Petit.
In the spring of 1956, musicologist Sergio Liberovici travels through the Cogne Valley in Northern Italy. He begins his recordings at the Hotel Grivola. The singer who performs in front of him is a woman from Cogne, Henriette Guichardaz, nicknamed "La Piéròtta". For him, she will perform five songs. Péroline Barbet questions the trace and directs her microphone towards the oral memory of the pl...
Sound immersion on Easter Island, now officially named "Rapa Nui", after the native Polynesian people who settled there. It is one of the most isolated inhabited islands in the world, lost thousands of kilometers between Tahiti and the Chilean coast. A volcanic land beaten by the winds and waves of the Pacific Ocean, it is home to many myths and is populated by stone giants: the moai. A few ste...
Fos' life and body were governed by her community, her father, her husband. Submissive and silent, that is what was required of her. To better mark this control, she was inflicted with the seal of submission by being circumcised at the age of 6. Fos never wanted to be that woman. Exiled in Belgium, she realizes that the word woman deserves another definition, that a woman has the right to the i...
On the shores of Lake Memphremagog, in Quebec, stands the Abbey of Saint-Benoît-du-Lac. 27 monks live there, according to the precepts of the Rule of Saint Benedict. \*Abbaye\* proposes to meet them, though sound. A contrasting universe where sound and poetic encounters are staged between the microscopic and the immense, the prosaic and the spiritual, the anecdotal and the imaginary, the ancien...
On the banks of the Congo River lie huge open-pit quarries. Men, women and even children work here. Stone is still being broken with hammers and iron bars. Next door, a Chinese competitor is blasting the ground with explosives.
"I boarded a container ship for a round trip from Europe to China. At Le Havre harbour, I tuned off my phone. On my voicemail and email box, I had left a message: no need trying to leave me a message for the next three months. I've casted off. I’ve left the land. On board, I’ve lived at the rhythm of the container ship and its men, as they slowly crossed the globe through the oceans. On bo...
"How bad is your pain right now? On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is it?" Behind the white curtain of an operating room, an abstract decor is set up, that of a journey that would find its source in the heart of a wound. Thus, in a semi-conscious state, I receive the visit of the centaur Chiron. He shows me a passage, a tiny space, a synapse, from which comes a very strange song. Initia...
Loin derrière j'ai laissé mon jasmin
L'histoire de trois Syriens, depuis leur rencontre en 2002 sur les marches de leur université à Damas, jusqu'à l'arrestation de deux d'entre eux en avril 2012 par le régime d'al-Assad. Trois intellectuels de Damas réfugiés en Occident, devenus activistes un peu malgré eux, qui partagent leurs souvenirs et cheminements jusqu'à la révolution syrienne.
The director’s grandmother has to move out from her apartment. However, she suffers from syllogomania, a psychic disorder that results in a pathological accumulation of objects.
Là où s'est arrêté le feu is a minimalist musical and sound poetry project spanning from 2015 to 2019. Sounds were recorded during immersions on the Côte-Nord and in Abitibi : at l'ïle aux Perroquets, Anticosti Island, Natashquan, Sept-Îles and La Motte. Each of these pieces tells a moment, a state of mind, an encounter, a memory which, with the music and the natural sounds, reveal a beauty, a ...