Dream Series, Sketchbook Project Journal

Much of my art and poetry is interchangeable and dependent on my thoughts, feeling and observations. I learned late in life that not everybody thought like me. I know it sounds unbelievable but I was naive' to these things. Much of my life has played out before me in art and poetry and though it rarely makes sense at the time, I find time is a great teacher. I recently started a sketchbook journal, and like always I look back first. I decided to start my journal with several re occuring nightmares I had in childhood and well into my twenties. As I was working I found there was still more to learn about their meaning. So each is accompanied by some of my thoughts and lessons.

Entry 1 A Matter of Time
It is inscribed: No longer was life a matter of time... but one of choice





Entry 2: A Leap of Faith. It is inscribed: Looking back I'd rather leap than fall..
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Entry 3: Walk It is inscribed: the dream was always the same. Over and over the same content,same character,the same message...It is dark, it is frightful. LOOK truly SEE how they lurk. See how they crouch waiting. They watch hoping you will not. With piercing eyes they watch puffing out their fur, inspiring Fear. Because they know fear is their only power.
So now walk, slowly purposely, with intent. Know and own your fear, that is your power. WALK


Entry 4:Eternity never looks back,aka Freedom is weightless
In this dream I feel compelled to climb a crystal mountain( I had fear of heights) The base of the mountain is dark and jewel color, as I travel up it gets lighter and lighter in color and clarity. In my dreams...it would take me years to reach the top, but I never once fell, leaped or looked down. Why at the time, I had no idea.