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"Summation of Dreams" - mixed media on canvas paper, 16" x 12". Ready to frame. Available on Artfinder.
I've been having some wild dreams lately. The kind of dreams that make me wonder what the heck my brain is doing in there. Apparently the muse stays active even during sleep, and she is quite inventive. So I let the dreams flow through my hands into an intuitive piece this week. Incredible, ethereal landscape created by scrubbing away layers of paint, leaving suggestions of buildings, hills and a metropolis. Adding and taking away, time and again, leaves the canvas paper leathery and soft. I am enchanted by this process.
My hubby and I had a Valenversary evening right out of a sitcom last night. Complete with eerie technology snafus, which included a smoke alarm going off randomly for several hours (and the two of trying desperately to disconnect it) and followed by the most awful meal we've had in ages. One thing after another until we were both laughing pretty uncontrollably. Even during a long night of belly aches, we continued to roll our eyes and laugh at the universe, who had apparently decided to throw the kitchen sink at us.
I suppose that's what we want, at the end of nearly two decades. The ability to laugh at life's adversities and wake up smiling.
Fortunately, my daughter called and reminded us of an anniversary long ago, when we danced in the living room and snow began to fall softly outside (in Texas, no less), making her believe marriage was magical. Indeed, it is. And comical.
I don't think there will be any snow falling here in Florida today, but the balmy breeze and swaying palm trees will do. Now where did I leave that bottle of Tums?
I've been having some wild dreams lately. The kind of dreams that make me wonder what the heck my brain is doing in there. Apparently the muse stays active even during sleep, and she is quite inventive. So I let the dreams flow through my hands into an intuitive piece this week. Incredible, ethereal landscape created by scrubbing away layers of paint, leaving suggestions of buildings, hills and a metropolis. Adding and taking away, time and again, leaves the canvas paper leathery and soft. I am enchanted by this process.
My hubby and I had a Valenversary evening right out of a sitcom last night. Complete with eerie technology snafus, which included a smoke alarm going off randomly for several hours (and the two of trying desperately to disconnect it) and followed by the most awful meal we've had in ages. One thing after another until we were both laughing pretty uncontrollably. Even during a long night of belly aches, we continued to roll our eyes and laugh at the universe, who had apparently decided to throw the kitchen sink at us.
I suppose that's what we want, at the end of nearly two decades. The ability to laugh at life's adversities and wake up smiling.
Fortunately, my daughter called and reminded us of an anniversary long ago, when we danced in the living room and snow began to fall softly outside (in Texas, no less), making her believe marriage was magical. Indeed, it is. And comical.
I don't think there will be any snow falling here in Florida today, but the balmy breeze and swaying palm trees will do. Now where did I leave that bottle of Tums?
Summation of Dreams is quite delightful! Like you, I've been having an active dream life of late that leaves me wondering about that brain of mine. What are dreams if not soft leathery layered suggestions and incredible ethereal scrubbed enchantments? What tool did you use here to scrub/take away layers?
So sweet, the magic and comedy of marriage.
What was dinner?
Scrubbed away with a damp, soft cloth and elbow grease. Like polishing wood, it became prettier the more a rubbed.
Dinner was meant to be simple...grilled burgers and vegies. Something happened with the stove - burgers ended up raw inside, vegies woody and tough. There was literally nothing to eat except the condiments and some sliced avocado. We returned the burgers to the grill twice...and nope, not cooked!!!!
Oh, regular old fashioned scrubbing. Way cool.
Where did the arcs/'hilltops' come from?
Dream on!