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Blog do escritor Luís Soares

Pietà.

Descobri algures esta imagem abaixo que, como é frequente em imagens religiosas, mistura êxtase com dor, transcendente com carnal. Alguém poderia até argumentar que é só um exemplo de foot fetish ou leg fetish ou mesmo apenas uma overly attached girlfriend.

Não é, é um pormenor de uma das Cenas da Vida da Virgem pintadas para a Capela da Virgem na Igreja de São Luis em Poitou-Charentes La Rochelle por William-Adolphe Bouguereau, que viveu entre 1825 e 1905. É a cena 6, uma pietà. Como a net tem destas coisas, fui daí para uma outra majestosa pietà do mesmo pintor e do mesmo ano (1876), vendida num leilão da Christies por quase três milhões de dólares em 2010.

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