"For the wise man looks into space and he knows there is no limited dimensions" - Lao Tzu
This quote reminded me of how it feels to come awake, as though one's mind has to be gathered from beyond the edge of dark, from among the molecules of scent drifting from a night-blooming jasmine, from scattered memories and unformed possibilities - truly when we sleep, our inner selves know no limited dimensions.
As I painted I thought of a dream where I flew. Standing at first at the edge of our lawn, I realized with a jolt that there was no hedge in my way - so I must be dreaming! If I am dreaming, I can fly! I stretched out my dream arms and leaned forward until I floated off the lawn, over the houses and streets in my neighbourhood thinking to myself: of course, this is what the roof looks like, so THAT is what is behind this hedge... until my little son, awake already, flung himself on my back, and I became too heavy to fly.
beautiful painting.
ReplyDeleteI love this painting...its very calming and perfect for the word 'space.'
ReplyDelete......and they have escaped the weight of darkness (by Ólafur Arnalds)
ReplyDelete(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tvUPFsaj5s)
Just listen while looking at this painting....
very nice work !
That's a fascinating juxtaposition, thanks for the link. I especially like the bird's view - an illustrated world. I suspect we all see the world as what we are, and wonder how many uncountable ways there are to see...
DeleteYou look so peaceful, like you feel perfectly safe not having the ground under your feet. But, like you say, that is the advantage of knowing you're in a dream. Thank you for the nostalgia-inducing comment on my etegami. :)
ReplyDeleteI love flying dreams, and I love the feeling in your painting. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a pleasant, calming picture. Just what I needed today...thanks!! :)
ReplyDeleteSpace the final frontier :) Oh don't you love flying dreams, I used to swim a lot and at night I would dream of flying because when you swim it is like flying, the bottom of the ocean is the landscapes of your dream, but maybe it's just our could being set free to wander across the planet.
ReplyDeleteMaybe we were all birds in a past life. My beak is big enough...
Oh you captured the sensation beautifully
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