Another Dream Image

Yesterday’s dream image was one of many images I had during my sleep the other day. Today’s study is a rendition of another image in that series. Here is the story behind it: Background: I attended a well known and respected university, some 30+ years ago. The campus was known for its elm trees until, […]

Pre-Dream Image

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 […]


Now and then I have trouble getting started.  Usually I have a theme that I examine from every angle, one painting or drawing after another. These days, however, I am having trouble getting traction. Below is the image crept into my sleep, about my predicament.

Another Dream Image

Dream: Today I was lucky enough to have a dream that ended with a pretty good visual image. The rest of the dream wasn’t visual at all. I was at some kind of conference where, as was my usual way at conferences, I stayed pretty much to myself. I did stop to talk with a couple of […]


This morning I woke up with the theme to Marnie, one of Alfred Hitchcock’s films. Of all Bernard Hermann‘s music to rouse me to wakefulness, I am thankful it wasn’t the shower theme from Psycho (another Hitchcock film).  Somewhere floating in my semi-conscious state was a vague awareness of a phrase from Apocalypse Now, a film adapted in part, from […]

Last Night’s Dream

It was a good one. I was in the apartment of an old bearded man who was teaching me something of great value. I don’t remember what it was. As I left, walking down a narrow stairway, I realized I had forgotten to ask him something. When I turned around, he had already shut the […]


Change of pace for today. Circumstances dictate that I take a break from the outer landscape to concentrate on the inner, at least for today. Had a crummy night last night. Dreams. I can’t recall exactly what they were, but I’m sure that some of them had to do with my mother, who died in February […]