Welcome to this blog, which is primarily devoted to art: short analyses or reflections on works which will include a range of genres and periods from German Expressionism, Symbolism, Pre-Raphaelites, Post-Modernism, Fauvism, Saatchi artists, Romanticism, Medieval, Classical, Austrian art, Dutch Golden Age, and whatever else. Some movements I know better than others and I am using this blog to further explore individual works and movements.
I just had to post this. Because it is like the image Myra (Myra Hindley), a mosaic, but the cookies and biscuits makes this work quite unique.
Last night (during a coming snowstorm here) I dreamt I was on the moon in some sort of lunar excursion module. Not sure if we were supposed to be colonists, but the crew was telling me I had to go out in -13 degree weather and I had just a sleeping bag. I was trying to convince them to let my child spend the night in the module. They say a visit on the moon shows how the invisible side of your life affects the visible. The emotional side of life is represented by the moon. I really do believe in dreams and I always have them.
Posting this because I have a lot of disturbing dreams and many are reoccurring or reoccurring variations. However, I don’t want to write publicly what they are because I’m also afraid I will stop having them. As sad as they are, I see a dead relative and feel like each time I have a chance to visit with him.