Theatre - Au bout des planches  

When do you know it's the last time? Usually, you remember the first time. But the last?
Jean-Luc Piraux has a giraffe in his heart. It's not serious, Doctor. Well, not at the moment. But later? Will it stop dancing? From leading him by the nose (red)? And what comes after the giraffe?
Jean-Luc saw himself in the reflection of a shop window, near the Gare du Nord station. He almost said hello: he didn't recognise himself straight away. ‘So old, so old, so fast. I look like an antique. I wonder how much I'm worth. He identifies with the world: deforestation is his peeled skull. The collapsing ice cap is his abs.
Rather than collapse, Jean-Luc wants to dance. To exorcise death. On stage, anything goes.
What if he rehearsed? What if he tried to see in advance what it would be like to see himself leaving in his box? What if he buttered the sandwiches himself? He could even choose the music.
His children say he shouldn't worry: life is a loop. But is he in the mood to serve as humus for a planet finally saved from the madness of destruction? With infinite tenderness for our most unspeakable fears, Jean-Luc Piraux strips down and asks the only question that really matters: is there life before death?