A little man with a lot of energy, who, in order to escape his loneliness, tells/runs his world with his red hoops.
And you have to admit that a hoop is not insignificant: it allows you to wriggle your buttocks of course and many beautiful things too, but above all it's a circle, you don't know if it's virtuous or vicious, neither where it starts nor where it ends, nor even in which direction it turns, and all this makes you slightly crazy.
The relationship he has with them is shifting, by turns conflicting or friendly, sensual, intoxicating, or simply playful, nothing more normal: they are his world and the world is rich and complex.
They will be in training and he will be their coach, they will be attentive and he will be understanding, but they will end up on the floor and he will be sorry. For a dance he and they will simply be partners, and then they will become a problem he will try to undo, and even an enigma he will try to unravel, and yet it is a hoop that will pierce him, perhaps allowing him to know himself better.
At some point the audience will help him but it will be useless, one cannot escape one's destiny.
So they will always try to be beautiful hoops and he will be a good juggler, to the great pleasure of the audience.
A short, funny and absurd piece, in which manipulation becomes dance, dance becomes a game, with the hoops in the middle and Mr O, who becomes as red as they are.
A small world that simply goes round and round.
In short, a very nice circus-theatre show in a place (the Hiéron museum) that we will enjoy discovering in an unusual way for the Heritage Days!