Exacerbated in a world confined and reclusive in interiors, over the years transcendence and mysticism have become major aesthetic influences in the field of contemporary art, a significant leap from their origins as shunned marginal practices.

Witches ward off the fate of their thousand-year-old ostracism, practices become rituals, materials and works become sacred. Mysticism, a historical object of mistrust of religious and political authorities, rediscovers its protest power in artists' workshops.

In this cloud of practices, ancestral or not, spiritual or not, which can be attached to the appealing category of mysteries, that of astrology takes an idiosyncratic place. It’s above all a significant cultural object in a relatively constant way throughout history and around the globe.

A low-level female reading here, an essential decision-making aid in the daily and political life of a country elsewhere, the horoscope takes on as much form and value as one wants to give it. This plasticity makes it a perfect medium, a protean tool as light as it is serious, as futile as it is essential. Like a postcard.