This journal page was one I had a hard time getting started on because I had painted the background a pretty bilious shade of pink, overpainted ugly brown, and was not inspired by either. The hands, the dresser, and the borders got me started and I filled the drawers with the stuff that's always in the dresser drawers of the houses I'm exploring in my dreams.
But last night I had a dream I've never dreamed before. I found an old art journal of mine that was filled with wondrous pages. They weren't painstakingly overworked , they amazed me and I wish I could remember even one of them. And now the circle is complete: dream -> journal -> dream.
1 comment:
I'm so glad you posted this. It wasn't quite done when I left. I love it. You do have the most amazing dreams. I told someone that the other day when they said I had weird dreams. "Not as weird as my sister's!"
I checked your blog for a few weeks after I left then I decided you were too busy to post. Yea! You're back.
Kate
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