EVES

eves

Toile: Mar Thieriot

J’oscille sur les contours
D’une Ève sculpturale,
Signé Rodin.
Et soudain….
« Elle connut qu’elle était
– Nue. »
Offertes à la honte,
De la première
À la dernière des femmes…
Squelettes,
Chaires molles, affaissées,
Statues pétries
Dans la peur.
Elles le savent.
Croquées,
Huées,
Composées,
Déconstruites,
Prostituées,
Lapidées,
Excisées,
Adulées…

Sous mon pinceau,
La pierre a gémi
Une plainte sourde,
Rauque,
Éclose de la première
Gorge profanée.

Eves,
De marbre et de sang.
Il n’y aura pas de rachat.
Lignée maudite,
Siècle après siècle….
Continuer d’être,
Simplement,
De marbre et de sang.

Mar Thieriot | Huile sur toile Mar Thieriot

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Oil on canvas: Mar Thieriot

EVES

I shiver the contours
Of a sculptural Eve
Signed Rodin.
And suddenly she knew…
That she was naked.
Offered to shame,
Since the first,
Until the last women…
Skeletons,
Fat, weak,
Statues
Hand made of
Fear.
They know it,
Painted,
Insulted,
Composed,
Deconstructed,
Killed,
Mutilated,

Stoned
I felt under my brush
A screaming statue,
A deep complain,
A broken voice,
Born in the first throat…

Eves,
Made of marble and blood.
Without forgiveness,
Blamed,
Generation after generation,
Century after century….
Simply remain,
Being,
Of marble and blood.

Mar Thieriot | Oil on canvas: Mar Thieriot

Travail de mise en texte par Mar Thieriot de l’expo collectivepour avril Femme entre ciels et terres (articulation philosophique des différents travaux)

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