L'avision de Christine

In the opening of this lyrical journey, Christine’s consciousness slips free of her flesh, carried on a wing of lingering dreams toward an uncharted, shadow‑stained valley. There she beholds a towering, luminous being whose face shines like a thousand stars, while countless smaller lights pulse from its eyes, flooding the darkness with an otherworldly glow. The vision feels both a promise and a riddle, inviting her to wonder what lies beyond ordinary perception.

Guiding this great figure is a crown‑wreathed lady, a tireless artisan who shapes the substance that feeds the giant. She works with strange tools, melding metals, feather, and vapour into tiny, molten forms before offering them to the colossal mouth that devours and transforms them. Through her careful ritual, Christine senses a deeper rhythm of creation, hinting at a philosophy that binds the material and the spiritual in a continuous, unseen dance.