It seems very simple, but the game becomes so dense in the space of time, in the stretching of each moment of suspension, in the sensuality of the bodies battling against the harsh dryness of the cliff, that the circus performance is lived prodigiously, without the least showing-off of virtuosity. I look up, I look down is circus, it belongs to the circus yet also detaches itself from this sphere and enters another form close to dance – poetry transposed into physical form. It’s a small jewel, chiseled by two young performance artists, 1999 graduates from the Centre National des Arts du Cirque in Châlons-en-Champagne, France. I look up, I look down is their fourth show, and the complicity which reunites Chloé Moglia and Mélissa Von Vépy plays a large part in the flavour of the piece. Their complicity shows; in their relationship with the looming cliff, they would be nothing without each other. In their generosity to help the other, to offer a foothold or an anchor in the shape of their own bodies, there lies a humane dimension which overrides the sacred aura of their technical skill, strips it of the over-fascination it might wield on us and transforms the space into a tactile world – senses alert and nerves on edge. There is also a gentle touch of metaphysical circus, all the more so since Chloé Moglia and Mélissa Von Vépy have nourished their work with the texts of Jankélévitch (and also from his lectures recorded at the Sorbonne University of Paris) on the perception of the void, “between fear and fascination, on the border of dangerous and absurd, in unstable equilibrium.”