The Space Suit
The space suit is an astral form. A naïve brushstroke. A combination of colors. It has no gender. It is the ideal balance between all living species.
Imagine for a moment that you had to tell your beloved about the dream you had the night before. A dream that disenchanted you with real life. A dream that made you want to live on the other side for eternity. A dream that drew a smile on your face, even as you slept.
Imagine your beloved handing you a paintbrush and asking you to paint this dream instead of describing it. What shape would it take? Have you ever thought about that? How would you illustrate a thought?
Here it is, the formal representation of Léandre’s dream: the space suit. A state of mind. A divine place where well-being is an understatement.