The Man watches the Woman undress through the keyhole and offers exalted praise of this body that fascinates him to the point of losing himself. Jean Tardieu demystifies the male gaze on the female body. Yet he forgets something. So let us too look through the keyhole, with today's gaze, at today's bodies.
Through theatre, dance and music, we lay bare another sensibility and recognise one another in our shared fragility as mortally beautiful bodies.