Standing Before Maman

Just around the corner stands the enormous room that houses the giant spider sculpture, Maman. Its presence is both eerie and majestic. From the delicate tips of its legs, I almost hear soft sobbing—whispers of a story spun with care and sorrow.

A Mother’s Endless Toil

The artist’s mother was a seamstress, tirelessly protecting her family with thread and needle. This memory is both a deep trauma and a profound source of inspiration for her art. The relentless spinning of thread and the ceaseless labor without rest symbolize raw, instinctive maternal love—a love that resonates deeply.

Standing before Maman, I realize just how immense a mother’s presence truly is. It is woven into each seam, each line of the sculpture’s immense frame—a powerful echo of sacrifice, protection, and unwavering care.