I see my mind as a tapestry woven through with memories, dreams and thoughts.

Wednesday, 22 September 2010


I was thinking of webs, of gossamer and intrigue, the intricacy and precision of each finely spun thread

Web ... web ..... a web of lies and deceit - a trap - insidious entanglement; a state of languishing - fustiness; cobweb - flimsiness of texture; SPIDERMAN! .... and not forgetting THE WEB - a complete structure or connected series.

Spanish - la telaraña

Irish Gaelic - líon damháin

Webs spanning the visual, the literary, the functional and fantasy

Webs to delight, spun by night and captured very early one morning


Dulce said...

I cannot see Spiderman there... but and intrigue of thoughts and wisdom!
Great post, Aguja!

Linda said...

this is wonderful...i don't care much for spiders but the webs in the morning mists are always so beautiful, it does inspire a certain respect as i certainly couldn't compete with that artistry! beautiful post. xox

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aguja said...

Aw! Thank you all. Spiderman is by way of my grandson's influence! Morning webs are beautiful. I find it hard to associate them with the darker side of webs.
Thank you, Spangle!

Imo said...

Such beautiful imagery teamed with inspiring words. Perfect