SWAN LUC PETTON at the Palais Chaillot

LIZ SAYS: We went to see the Swan a Luc Petton show at the Theatre Chaillot and oh,was it wonderful.

 Oh, the aching beauty, the aching beauty of the thing. It was almost too, too, unbearably beautiful.

 
We knew when the usher pleaded with the woman in front of us to cover her white scarf so as not to distract the performers, that we were in for something special. The performers, you see, were swans.

 
There were humans, noticeably female, dancing with them, but it was  the swans, in all their natural beauty, sometimes just padding along the stage with the women, who parroted their every move, that left the strongest impression. Sometimes almost itching, twitching with their invisible plumage, flexing every single muscle in their back and shoulders, making their magical, but unseen wings spread and flex painting out the beauty of form left the glorious to glory. Fluidly tracing the arches and angles of every move, preening, feeding, luxuriating in space, they traced the bird’s everyday essence.

 
Water, played a large part, whether it was the long trough that provided a place for the swans to swim and the women to plunge, or the soft rain that fell from the stage sky, and again the reflection of the water in the trough on the backdrop, water added the fluidity to the motion of bird like motion. It was too beautiful for words.

I hope this video works. If it does not Google Swan Luc Petton Palais Chailot and you will find it.