![]() Threads for Varo are more than spun fiber, but moonbeam and starlight, hair, streams of energy, roots, vines, the strings of instruments, fur and feather, and propellers of mechanical parts. From this visual record is made clear the line of descent for Varo’s life-long fascination with threads, which are so key to her painting. To the girl’s left, focused intently on her own work is Doña Josefa Zejalvo, Varo’s paternal grandmother, tiny, weathered, seated before her sewing machine. In a fading black and white photograph of a domestic interior, the tall shutters of a floor-to-ceiling window wide open, light pours in, falling across the youthful face of the Spanish-born Surrealist Remedios Varo, perhaps twelve or thirteen years of age at the time, as she looks directly at the camera her right hand momentarily still, holds a needle, the left hand supports her embroidery. ![]()
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