Circus. Lebedev's timeless illustrations for his 1928 collaboration with the poet Marshak. Noel Carrington published an English translation for his Transatlantic Arts company in 1943, and now The Tate too!
This is what I heard in a great movie: symmetry. World is stuck into a perfect combination of symmetry, textures, lines and shapes that put all objects together if we want to, if we build it with our eyes. And, today, this is what I see: Humans, as a part of this universe, would not be different. Humans are constantly looking for symbols of identity that will put them together in any structure they imagined and transformed in reality and want to be a part of. Some call it "epistemology". And humans change their shapes, building themselves systematically to fill. To be. To avoid being apart of what they have, before, constructed.