Family Photos
First production at Spa, the 8th of August 1997, by Belgian New Theatre (le Nouveau Théâtre de Belgique) with Rosalia Cuevas, directed by André Debaar, a Festival of Spa co-production.The second part in the trilogy completed by The Teacher (L'enseigneur) and The Young Film Debutante (La jeune première)
| 2001 | Florence, Foto di famiglia first production of an Italian version translated by Stefania Taviano at the Teatro della Limonaia |
| 2003 | Paris, first production by the Compagnie Régis Santon at the Théâtre du Renard |
| 2003 | Québec, représentations au Théâtre de l'Aparté |
Translations
Italian : Stefania Taviano under the title Foto di famiglia
Synopsis
She has always been a good mother, despite the canned products and frozen foods, despite her work and the difficulties she had speaking to her children.
But she still doesn't understand why her husband left her, why her daughter left to live 10.000 km away, and above all why her son has just committed suicide.
This sensitive and powerful monologue gives voice to a woman, a mother and a wife. But it is also, and primarily, the portrait of a certain mentality which forgets that strong relationships and virtues always pass through the heart.
Extract
They took me to the site. They placed me next to a stretcher with a blanket on it. The blanket was not well stretched out; a shoe was sticking out of it. It was one of Guillaume's trainers. Something like hysterical laughter was in my lungs.: I couldn't stop myself thinking about his teacher, whom I had met the previous week. He had told me that he had the distressing habit of balancing on his chair and spreading his be-trainered feet out on the desk. The expression had amused me. His be-trainered feet!
Press
« The author's ability to reveal failures but opting for a lightly ironic tone confirms his talent in tackling tragedy with a new sort of pen » Pascal Haubruge, Le Soir
« Throughout this monologue, which unwinds through following a line of thought, jumping from one thing to another in the disorder of memory, it is our era which scrolls past, our society on the search for lost values. » La Wallonie