The garden at Anne Hathway's Cottage includes a number of sculptures that relate to Shakespeare plays. This was the one I couldn't tear my eyes from. I kept wanting to go back to it.
I haven't read King Lear in years, so couldn't grasp the signs recounting the play, but even if I didn't know the name of the piece, I could make up an entire mythology based on the stories that are crawling over each other.
The scorpion piercing through his ribcage, and the small, tortured creature gripping her throat at the foot of the sculpture, are the most startling images for me. It all just feels so...alive. Like at any moment they will all start to breathe and their bodies to writhe. Then they will get up and continue the drama. I know it cannot end well.
A misty morning at Mosebacke
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8 comments:
Amazing images, and I love the emotional strength in the sculpture.
I studied King Lear in high school, when I was much too young and inexperienced to get much out of it.
Sophia-what can I say, I asked you to take me to Anne's and you did. Interesting pics. Thanks! ~rick
These are powerful sculptures. Thank you for sharing. Much love. x
Wow. Eve Pomerantz? This is a job for Google. Thank you.
Christ. She did that sculpture as a freshman at Barnard. But that was nigh on ten years ago. I wonder what she's up to nowadays?
I am not typically into sculptures, but girl, this one is amazing and says so much. Thank you for sharing, I really enjoyed this post.
Remarkable! I studied it so many years ago...would need someone to explain the imagery...or study some more! Great pics.
You mentioned the scorpion, but skirted the whole "my penis seems to have relocated to my chest" issue.
Ha!
8-)
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