Louise Bourgeois, a free woman.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Louise, Louise Bourgeois, the woman who creates spiders, and so much more\u2026 Louise Bourgeois, the woman who tackled drawing, painting and most of all sculpture, head-on. The woman who bent, kneaded, blended all materials. \u201cSculpture is the only thing that gives me freedom, it is a tangible reality.\u201d\u00a0<\/span>Louise, \u201ca phenomenon\u201d, says Jean Fr\u00e9mon, who with this book re-creates her voice and lets us hear the woman whose work has enthralled everyone and fascinated generations of young artists.<\/span><\/p>\n This book is neither a biography nor an art critic\u2019s essay, but rather a short imaginary text built upon moments of tension in the life and creative work of Louise, also known as Louison, or Lison<\/em>.\u00a0<\/span>It is a dense, tense, sensitive book, which takes us from the house in Choisy to the one in Chelsea, from Lison to Louise Bourgeois.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI told myself, \u2018Spin your monologue, girl\u2019 \u201d. Louise Bourgeois\u2019 precept resonates with Jean Fr\u00e9mon, and he, in turn, spins Lison\u2019s interior monologue. <\/span><\/p>\n Her life is ending, Louise talks to herself\u2026\u00a0 <\/span>She remembers\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n The artist\u2019s intimate side unravels: her memories, her obsessions, her neurosis, her personal stories\u2026 She tells how, through moods and humor, she transformed her childhood, her hardships, and her jalousies into works of arts. Creating shapes was her way of telling her story. The shape of the spider, the quiet beast which protects and looks after, will be her great obsession. The mother-spider figure is the pivotal center of this tale, this fable. <\/span><\/p>\n Jean Fr\u00e9mon, whose friendship with Louise spanned over thirty years, embraces her ways. He weaves and spins on what we don\u2019t know of her, and unveils her relentless quest of \u201ca past guillotined by the present\u201d. Louise becomes a weaving fairy who re-creates the past in order \u201cto get rid of it\u201d, she says. \u00a0<\/span>Until her last breath in Chelsea in 2010, Louise, when carried away by her emotions, liked to reason herself,\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cCalme-toi, Lison\u201d, \u201cCalm down, Lison\u201d…<\/span><\/p>\n