Messages. Created with Corel Painter.
Meant to be the colorful sound-dance of conversation.
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Everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud.
— Herman Hesse
It’s been a while since I’ve done a dream post, but I visited an interesting place in my dreams the other night and wanted to make some artwork to remember it.
Much like my last dream post location, I’m pretty sure I was on another planet.
David and I were staying at a beachside resort at the base of a snowy mountain range. I don’t think the landscape was actually shades of red and orange as much as the atmosphere—and, like the last dream, twin suns—cast it to appear that way… but it was eerie and warm and incredibly strange.
So, where have you visited in your dreams lately?
Sunrise at Summit Beach. Created with Corel Painter and Adobe Photoshop.
All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
— Jack Kerouac
Dusk to Dawn. Created with Corel Painter.
Moonlit still life at table with flowers.
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Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Just in time for our anniversary, here’s the companion ‘me’ to my darling husband’s Doctor (Who) portrait.
Although I don’t have regeneration as an excuse, I created a younger alternate self with slightly different features (hey, David got an upgrade and I wanted one too). I gave her my unevenly-cut hair, though; I’m always snipping the ends myself instead of going to the salon and I suspect I’d keep that quirk if I were busy with all that wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff.