Dream Diary, Introduction.
It has to be said that I have a most extraordinarily vivid dream life. I have always kept track of this in handwritten journals and began recently to type some of these up. In doing so I noticed a 'conversation' emerging between my artwork and my dreams.
At the risk of exposing myself (and it does feel risky, they speak of my interior life, their content is often sexual, they bring to the surface things that I have not yet understood about myself) I am going to track some of them here in my blog.
I admit to feeling conscious of, and vulnerable to – YOU – the reader, and how YOU (yes you) may interpret them. However, I am rapidly learning in my life that it is those things that remain in the shadows of our consciousness that exert the greatest (and sometimes the most destructive) influence over us.
Art and writing offers the opportunity to bring these things to light and to create something of value along the way.
In that one sentence I have of course opened a whole can of worms about art as 'therapy', the 'value' of art and where this resides (if it can be said to reside anywhere at all). These questions deserve some attention, but for now, all I wanted to say is "here are a few things I have been dreaming about recently".
(I will update these posts with images as and when they come to me).
