Orbit, ignition, landing on the moon, Italian-born Boccassini deploys his dictionary of images to take us on the conquest of space in this beautiful visual fable in the form of a circle in which the saga in the universe begins and ends with shots –the less evident and the least seen – from the Twin Towers disaster – the cruellest air stunt of our century. Among them, a collage of flights take place in the sidereal darkness, with capsules and motherships, lunar craters and airborne strolls in which the astronaut maintains an umbilical cord with the spaceship as if space were the most beautiful and close-up image of a journey to its own origin: the maternal embryo.
