Bon Voyage

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She was 102 years old. It was the end of summer 2018. My grandmother chose to leave France to come and die in Belgium. The choice of a “gentle and easy” death – euthanasia in Greek. I look back on what preceded his short-lived exile and my memories of this difficult crossing. From the sound traces that I have kept, I convene a small theater of dolls and objects, bring together my relatives, my friends, Doctor Frankenstein and Chantal Goya, and reweave a world around my grandmother who left in a strange tranquility