Standing outside the National Gallery of Canada, Maman by Louise Bourgeois loomed over me. The bronze spider carries a sac of marble eggs, a strange mix of protection and wonder. It was both unsettling and beautiful, and it made me pause to take...
Standing outside the National Gallery of Canada, Maman by Louise Bourgeois loomed over me. The bronze spider carries a sac of marble eggs, a strange mix of protection and wonder. It was both unsettling and beautiful, and it made me pause to take it all in.
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