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Thursday, October 7, 2010

Louise Bourgeois in Venice

 At the Magazzino del SaleWe saw some works which Louise Bourgeois made just before she died at age 98.
I have always been so inspired by the power which quietly is revealed, often in retrospect, when thinking afterwards about you've just seen. Her deep female message, and even the spider has a sense of the intricate lives us women can lead. I didn't realise much she has influenced some picture I have in my psyche about 'a woman's lot'. 
When I was about to start high school and they talked to me about what I like doing and felt I was good at in order to help me work out which subjects to do, they ended up telling my parents that it would be best if I did needlework and cooking.
Louise Bourgeois has healed the wound in me, which thought perhaps I wasn't good enough to think of myself as anything other than a housewife. (which was the subtext of the headmistress' message to my parents I think...)


Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Yes, its true Venice is sinking...

 I found out that it's not because of climate change or rising sea levels, although no doubt these must be contributing factors.

Apparently, the African cap which is what Venice sits upon is sliding under the European cap.

Its a tragedy, but these things happen. Just look at the civilizations which are being discovered in the depths of the ocean off the shores off Japan, and elsewhere.

It is an extraordinary place at this time. All you have to do is sit around soaking up the atmosphere, drinking in the vibration of the place to get deeply nourished by its deep culture and character.

I doubt my grandson will be able to go there when he is in his forties though...but maybe there will be the vestiges still.

I feel like it really belongs to all of us..that something of its history has permeated into our DNA. As soon as you mention the word 'Venice', people invariably look like you're talking about a long lost love, something deeply moving in the heart and Soul.

I am so very grateful to have floated upon its waters, and drunk in the grandeur, the airs and graces of its ancient Mediterranean energy.

With these odd images, chosen from our myriad of more predictable images from Venice, I am attempting to share the underlying frequency of a place so much of our time, and sinking from our horizon too.



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