Painting Again | morningangel's Blog

I took a short break from my painting, which now that I look back, roughly coincided with getting my puppy.  In the last couple days, I suddenly had an urge to pick up my brushes again.  Well, not just out of the blue...   I saw myself painting in a dream, and I think that is how it got started.  In the dream, I had many little, watercolor landscapes in front of me.  I was working on a landscape of blues and purples, soothing like evening.  My brush was moving fluidly across the paper, the paint sweeping across prettily in the style I use, fresh, quick and spontaneous...no stopping to think...flowing--that's how I paint--and why I prefer watercolor.  You can't go back to fix watercolor!!  What you splash down is what you get!  I love it!

I did not read dreams for anyone yesterday, and it was a good break.

I read one this morning, but it was not difficult.  The dreamer is intelligent, and I only pointed out a few correspondences which he can use to understand the dream for himself.  That is the reward of working with him previously!

My patience is at an end at two dream forums, and I won't read dreams there on the public board anymore.  Here and there, I will still message dreamers when it seems it will be productive.

Regarding my own dreams, I have discovered some fascinating echoes which I am pursuing.  I hope to apply my painting to them soon.

Winter, so quiet, so full of introspection and so different from spring, that noisy, chaotic season!  For me, winter is the time of poetry.