step into my parlor...

i have a new neighbor. she appeared after hurricane fay moved thru our area. she has taken the space over my small fish pond as her own. beware my unsuspecting crawling and flying folks that live under and around my butterfly bush. she is pretty to look at but most likely a deadly hunter.
if my older brother were around he would be out there calling my name into her web. he always taunted me as a child, telling me if a writing spider heard your name they would write it in their web and come to get you. guess what, big brother, it didn't work!
“the artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.” - pablo picasso



i think a spider's web is art in it's truest form.