Show: In Praise of Eye-Measuring

Not everyone is blessed with a nose for it, a knack, a flair, or a knack for it. Is it a gift, a mere coincidence, or even a science? Many scientists of the absurd are still pondering this. Not Luc Chareyron, who even praises it. He knows the art of “Pifometry.” Realizing that it’s been ages since the last bus passed and that he’ll have to walk a hell of a long way in this rain that’s pouring down like a cow pissing just to get home to his permanent residence—that’s perfectly clear to him. Here we are in the universal culture of “roughly,” the fundamental principle governing approximation… The quest is led by a rather untalented engineer who isn’t helped at all by the circumstances. Well… at first, anyway, because very quickly, our researcher is swept up by boundless enthusiasm. He gallops, he gallops, and the audience along with him is bound to come away breathless. This unidentified scientific-poetic theatrical object—powerfully jolted and skillfully offbeat—has already been performed more than 400 times in France and abroad. The science of the beak knows no borders.