I dreamed old people were walking along, each with shoes that were attached to halves of a giant square. I thought, in my sleeping mind, that these old folks needed their own private space and the special shoes were the means to that end. After making the picture below, I thought about that famous sculpture […]
The image below is my best recollection of some of the imagery in my dream the other day. I kept pulling and pulling this tube out of me. It had structure like a human trachea; the distal ends reminded me of celery stalks with curling ends. These coils were the alveoli that allow air to […]
In one part of my dream last night, the landscape was dominated by very large, mounds. They reminded me of overturned ceramic tea strainer inserts, but in place of holes there were bumps. The surface had a matt, metallic finish, like raku. I climbed atop one, and then I noticed huge military tanks getting ready […]
The photo-edited picture is a much better representation of the image my brain produced the other night.
This is the image on the back of my eyelids as I was dozing off. But on my lids, the black streak was black on a black background and the dot was white.
I dream repeatedly about a place where I formerly worked. There were two buildings separated by a driveway that led to an open courtyard. In my dream there was a wall of ocean water between the buildings with killer whales thrashing about.
Fire was streaming from underground. It lit up a path that outlined the shores. Thin strips of land defined by molten lava streams. Nothing could stop it. It could only be diverted.
Today I experimented with layers of color. I began with splotches of the primary colors on pre-wetted paper. After it dried I overlaid the same colors again. I repeated this several times until a central form developed. The final image could be the eye of a colorful storm or a very close up view of […]
I am grateful that I dream in vivid images. It is difficult to transcribe the most simple images from my mind to paper. Since my dreams are immersive (that is, I feel that I am within a three-dimensional space), I must choose which part of my dream environment to portray. A photographer does the same […]