Little did i know when the train sped towards Nantes, that there awaited a Pandora’s box. Royal de Luxe, a company performing street theatre, was
exactly that: tossing up layers and layers of spectacular images and ideas,
fun-filled and magical. Jean Luc Courcoult, founder-director, is a man of few words but speaks volumes through the performances. Years of thinking and research, imagination and engineering, are employed to create these spectacles for the common man. Without pretension to intellectualism, Courcoult uses public space to transcend cultural boundaries. Here, Africans, Chinese and French tell each others’ tales and revel in their own fallacies.

“Hi!” The lads of the Guan Cun village hail you with the cheerful greeting of street urchins from Shaanxi, a province situated to the South-West of Peking. Then they vanish, as if conjured away by tornadoes of ochre dust stirred up by a single step on the ground.