Pénélope Deraîche-Dallaire got me right at the beginning of her performance, sitting on her knees, looking at the audience. "My name is Pénélope". We saw her shadow on the floor, on a long scroll of white paper, and she began to draw her moving silhouette.
She started to speak about herself as a young woman, a mother, a writer and an actress. Then we were drawn into a profound reflection about being yourself as a character, about the observer being observed and the difficulty of making a self-portrait with so many sides in you.
This play is about dealing with real life and fiction, and sometimes being afraid of the truth.