After all this I decided my desk needs a good cleaning since more spiders could be loitering, of course. Though logically I know spiders are territorial. The anxiety, paranoia and panic had all set in. There was no logic. I started to imagine an army of tiny spiders hiding in the beads and paint brushes.
So I started to clean. And to my pleasant surprise I found a large dead moth in perfect condition. I know, right?! How could this tiny spider have induced such panic + chaos and this big moth induce pleasure + delight? It made me think about what is beautiful, what is scary, what happens when scary becomes beautiful and beautiful becomes scary?
{image via: Flickr}
Here are some beautiful of things that creep me out. Bats, I think they are beautiful, but when they are flying over my head at dusk in a big swarm, they give me the chills. I start wondering what they are foreshadowing...a earthquake, accident? Flies disturb me because I am paranoid of germs. But, if you ever take a real good close look at them, like this golden fly with ruby eyes, they can be real intriguing and beautiful. Spider webs..whenever I walk into one I get the urge to vomit. Spider webs that lead into darkness, like this picture usually have me thinking dreadful thoughts of black widow orgies deep within. This frost sprinkled web is so gorgeous I almost forgot a spider made it. The wall below is a splinter party waiting to happen. Splinters lodged right between your finger nail are the worst. You might as well just jam an x-acto blade up there. This distressed wall is gorgeous, splinters and all. And lastly, big flying bugs make me jump especially if they buzz or hum...make ANY noise for that matter, but if they were all dipped in 24kt gold I would definitely more tolerant to them.
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