Polka dots can’t stay alone. When we obliterate nature and our bodies with polka dots, we become part of the unity of our environments. – Yayoi Kusama
“She was my best friend. Like a spider, my mother was a weaver… Like spiders, my mother was very clever. Spiders are friendly presences… spiders are helpful and protective, just like my mother.” – Louise Bourgeois. The piece at the Tate was entitled Maman.
Jay Snelling Art 
Hello examiningtheodd, my name is Gregory Thomas. Thank you for liking my poems on my blog at
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I thank you very much, and will be sure to check out your writing as well. Let’s keep in touch. 🙂
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Hi Examining the Odd, I’m Cristina Deptula and have some suggestions of books that you might want to review. Is there an email address where I could reach you? I’m at cedeptula@sbcglobal.net
Enjoyed this art exhibit mention, by the way – love the idea of redefining spiders as weavers and friendly presences.
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Hi Cristina – please email examiningtheodd@gmail.com 🙂
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