Karagoz No.22 21st September 1997 (English Translation) Chair By the Company Foly Bergere With only a chair, Solange develops spaces of freedom, full of seagulls and wind. It is too better escape from a reality which is too hard, from her mistress. For she is bonne [good], Solange. She is bonniche [a servant] damn it. And her boss is one of those harpies to whom it does good to pull out their eyes, especially when they’re not around. She doesn’t hold back Solange, in roughly handling the image, in tearing it to pieces… To tell more would be to betray one of the best moments of this just begun festival (to our humble knowledge). Joanne Foley, who was a student in the first class of the Institute’s school, untamed, sometimes violent, a dreamer too, always free, lives in a world which contains at the same time imagination and invention, the best and the worst, with love always… A rare moment, let’s say innovative to be modern. One would be less inclined to praise the lighting, a bit poor. Go Joanne, good journey and good wind. Again in the off, today, 16 hours, passgae de la Mairie, 18 hours at L'Ideal Bar.