Another from the archives. When I sleep really deeply, perhaps accessing another part of the dreaming man, I often experience a different sort of awareness.
The dream that prompted the painting was when all the emotions and feelings that I was having, or capable of having, were visible as swirling colours deep within my psyche. These were continually moving slowly around but when one was felt its colour deepened and moved around a lot more. It was hard to label them all but I think the usual associations were present, and I seem to have a fair bit of reddish colours showing that I am a very **** guy.
2 comments:
Blairite?
Glad there is not any brown.
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