Daddy Papillon - The Madness of Exile

Text by Naéma Boudoumi — illustrations by Zoé Laulanie Daddy Papillon, the madness of exile is Winner of the Beaumarchais-SACD Association, Writing and Directing Category, 2018. An old Arab man wearing yellow sunglasses walks barefoot in the snow. He is a man, a plant man, a flower man, a butterfly man... A man beyond the age or beyond or before any temporality that we would have in common. In fact, he himself doesn't know his date of birth. But he remembers being a child. Then he ate figs. That at the time there was a war and he was hiding in the wilderness. He was a child... Later, in another country, he worked as a laborer in Normandy, in the building and construction industry. And then the fall happened, he fell off a roof. Not a fatal fall, but a significant fall nonetheless, from which he emerged cracked. This man, walking barefoot in the snow, came out of his house, which wasn't very clean. He hears himself being told...