quarta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2013
Não gosto destes bichos, mas tenho notado que surgem de uma forma mais ou menos simpática em obras de arte, histórias e filmes. Daí este post.
Louise Bourgeois, Maman (1999, National Gallery of Canada - Link)
«The Spider is an ode to my mother. She was my best friend. Like a spider, my mother was a weaver. My family was in the business of tapestry restoration, and my mother was in charge of the workshop. Like spiders, my mother was very clever. Spiders are friendly presences that eat mosquitoes. We know that mosquitoes spread diseases and are therefore unwanted. So, spiders are helpful and protective, just like my mother».
Louise Bourgeois (Link)
«But still she was there, who was there before Sauron, and before the first stone of Barad-dûr; and she served none but herself (...).»
J. R. R. Tolkien (Link)
«You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that».