Princess, Horse, Elephant And Boar : Art Symbolism In A Lucid Dream

From the blackness rose that peculiar vibration. It surged up through my bed, into my back, and spread through my entire body, like a slightly uncomfortable shock. “Here It Goes Again!” Feeling my insides changing shape, being penetrated and contorted, I knew for sure the lucid dream state was upon me. Opening my eyes, it was still dark. The clarity of my thinking concerned me, because I did not wish to wake up yet. Saw a spinning, silverfish ball in the dark, just in front of me, and knew it to be my third eye. It was time to assume “twin Positions.”


Began to spin within the black ectoplasmic soup that surrounded me. I repeated this two more time, then opened my eyes. As if I were awake, my bedroom looked as it usually does, my bed felt as it usually feels. Early morning sun shining through my window seemed to confirm that the dream was over. Checked my cellphone, and the time was 8:15 am. Suddenly the internal vibrations resumed, and closing my eyes, and re opening them, I was once more surrounded by darkness. Mission successful! I am now locked in the dream world, and will need to wake up three times to leave it!


[Though the technique is called  “Twin Positions”, one may actually continue to wake up in as many dreams as they wish, and must wake up in reverse from each one before they ay awake from dream reality. FYI.]


Feeling the need to scream! Don’t know why exactly. Believe it is just my way of releasing internal pressure. It could have been a fart, belch, or giggle. Four screams, and off to work.


Entering the door of a large metal sided building. Although it looked like a warehouse, it was much bigger than any I have seen. It was at least three stories high, and nearly the size of a city block. The inside was quite different, containing many large rooms, many were rooms I had seen before during the course of my life. There were classrooms as well, which were similar to those of my high school days, the genetic cinderblock walls painted with shiny enamel in tacky colors. Much of the floor was paved with off white nylon tiles.


Walking down the hall, I came to a bend. Turning left, I continued to walk until I reached a door. Opening it, I saw it was my father’s bedroom. The floors had dirty old carpet, and his bed was covered in dust. I said “Dad, let’s get out of here!” His hair long and unkempt, much as a man on a long drinking binge, his look sullen but content, I was deeply concerned for him. He shook his head, saying “no, I want to stay here, and I want you to stay here too.” I told him that I did not wish to stay, and hope he will come with me instead. “I will not stay here long, please come with me now. Let’s get out of here!” He shook his head again, so I closed the door and began running away.


Knowing I was within a dream,


it became important for me to test my powers here. Thrusting my arms through a metal wall, I passed into the next room, and was joyously greeted by a good friend, and ex lover. She hugged me firmly, and told me how happy she was to see me. My libido being what it is, I couldn’t resist the temptation to have sex. It was awesome, though it started to turn weird. Going down on her was great! She tasted so wonderful, and I noticed that huge, swollen clit of hers, throbbing to the caresses of my tongue and lips. Suddenly it began to grow larger and larger, until it was almost a foot long! If that proved not to be strange enough, it began to grow bumps and knots, finally looking like an arm of an octopus, complete with suckers. I stroked it gently, and walked away.


Just a little way down the hall, I met another ex girlfriend. She threw her arms around me, and began sucking on my neck, whispering “it’s so great to see you again. I thought I would never be here with you!” Once again, my libido took over, and I licked my finger, and snaked it through her shorts and into her soft warm butt. After getting it in there as deep as possible, I pulled it out and sucked on it. The flavor was intense, delicious, and captivating! Started to feel seminal fluid running down my leg. My head started spinning, and once more, I lay in my bed. Checked the time. 8:15 am.



Time often works differently here. Frequently, it goes through loops. Therefore, the sense of time through experiences, cannot be used to evaluate physical time. At least I’ve found it so.


Suddenly a trumpet sounds. I am now in a completely different building, the Cameron Art Museum.


Sitting in a chair, in the first display room to the right, I listened with excitement to words about the oncoming display. It was said to be colossal! The greatest show ever to be presented! The sound of a girl’s scream broke the air savagely. The doors swung open, and a princess dressed in white rode into the room on a white horse. they proceeded to the back, behind row of chairs and eager viewers. next, an elephant walked into the room, swinging it’s trunk side to side, and walking to the back. After that , a boar came running in, growling at everyone, and following the elephant. I got scared, and ran for the door. More than some ran out as well. Leaving, I saw the horse running for the door, and hid behind it. The boar ran as well. Someone petted it on it’s way out. It sniffed my leg, and ran on.


I felt a little ashamed that I ran out of the room, but my fear of these big animals was strong!



Obviously, those who remained in the room were unharmed. Not one of these animals tried to harm me, though all but the elephant rapidly followed me as I left. Don’t know where the princess went. Think she is still in the room. The boar was the only animal to find me in hiding, but he left me alone.


The vibrations resumed, and three times, I woke up in my bed, my bedroom, and house.


Getting up, I felt a little nausea and stomach grumbling. Probably too much beer and T Day leftovers! Perhaps the effects of intense lucid dreaming. Whatever. From this dream, I have gained a wealth of subject matter for painting, and dream symbolism to investigate!


One more round on the merry go round!


Good night. Sweet dreams!

Is Digital Painting Killing Art? : My thoughts

I saw this question on Quora, “Is digital painting killing art?” I have quite strong feelings to this question, because I have lived in the art world all my life, and generally have loved it. One thing I really hate about it though, is the arrogance and bigotry that seem to follow most artists, and their movements. Many beloved artists have shown their share of ignorance when it comes to defining what art is. This is a shame! I wish my profession was free from the back stabbing, ankle biting ways of other trades, but it is not!


What do most artists argue about? Technique!


“Her technique is inferior to mine”, “his art is wrongly motivated”, “he just copies and pastes”, “oil painting is an anachronism”, “watercolor is for kids”, “acrylic is an inferior medium”, and the list of crying just goes on!


Wah, wah, wah! Are we talking art or mush?


All art mediums are just that, a mode to accomplish art. Each have their sets of advantages and drawbacks. There is not a one, in past, present, or future, which is superior, or inferior. Art technique, is simply the way an artist chooses to represent their art!



Digital art is no exception. It does not give anyone the ability to produce better art, nor does it lessen the accomplishments of a master. All it does is covers space in an artist’s vision. How that space is covered is the only concern.


So, in digital art, we can capture an image, and merge it with another. Is the same not true for collage, or photo montage? I strongly believe that digital art is capable of fulfilling the dreams of painters such as Salvador Dali, and many other surrealists, myself included!


There are drawbacks!


One good example is that the images in digital art are formed by pixels, and not solid sheets of color. Therefore, enlarging the image beyond a certain point reveals that it is composed of many little squares of color. Not always a bad thing, though it could present problems for some. Another potential problem is that since digital art is not physical, artists would be wise to create a number of backups, to insure the safety of their work.


Furthermore, much of the art world is still a little backward. Artists used to rely on art dealers to market them, much as musicians are marketed by record labels. Many art dealers would prefer to work with expensive physical property, so digital artists might do best to market themselves, or hire a website manager.


This being what it is,


I still strongly believe that digital offers a great future to artists who enjoy presenting their work in cyberspace. The tools are out there to produce quality art equal to the talent of the artist.


there are definite advantages!


1. Ever heard the term starving artist? It is very hard to make good money being an artist. Using physical media, one very expensive piece must be sold at a time, ad someone has to both want, and be able to afford it. This greatly narrows one’s clientele. Digital art may be sold as downloads, so one piece of art can be sold over and over. This opens an opportunity for an artist to pocket a steady income, if they have talent. Sure, downloads are cheap, but in quantity, they add up! I will venture to say that a good artist could make more money on one piece using digital, than a traditional master was ever able to! Van Gogh more than likely would have established great success…um…, before he died, if he was willing and able to market his works in cyberspace.


Just telling it like it is!


2. Art is about much more than money! It is “a relationship to life”, “A science and religion”, “A calling from God”, “A conduit for evolution, physical, cultural, emotional and physical”, “A great psychological therapy, without the need for prescription.” To all this and more, I greatly agree.


What I do have problem with,


is that so many dismiss the importance of getting paid for our services, since we really need to! To have a profession is to offer value to others. In order to stay alive long enough to do so, one must get paid! [not too crazy a concept, huh?] I believe the artists of today stand a beautiful chance of being able to communicate their vision to the entire world, at a price that even a rough economy can afford.


By doing so, they may offer value to billions of people, who really need what they have to offer, but until now, could not afford it! This is a win/win for all. The catch is, artists will have to evolve along with the rest of the world, or have problems. We already do, so what’s to lose? :]:]:]


3. Paints take time to dry, and eventually deteriorate. True statement. Digital is dry immediately, and a finished work will remain as long as the device it is housed in. Say you put your art on a flash drive several times. Unless all copies are destroyed, your work will remain alive, untainted, and potentially viral! Ain’t that great news?!!!


My father, Saant Celia, definitely one of the greatest artists who ever lived, painted in oil. He was very concerned over atmospheric conditions, such as extreme humidity, heat or cold. These could ruin what he spent months to build! I see some of his work today, and it brings tears to my eyes to see it has changed somewhat, due to age. Everything changes, that’s fct, but digital stands a good chance of lasting a very long time, at least as long as cave art. Drives and cd’s will likely be able to be read hundreds of years from now, and be converted to the latest technology, as time demands. Just a thought.


4. One of my favorite perts concerning digital art, is that it opens my sphere of communication to anywhere the internet can. Right now this means Planet Earth. I have so much to say, and so little time to do so. It’s wise to embrace what extends your life!


So,


digital art is not for everyone, and that’s fine. It does offer some great advantages to artists.


All I really ask is that those who wish to judge an art form become well acquainted with it, before they speak a word. It is common of humans to abuse what they don’t understand and therefore dismiss what discomforts them. We artists are not common people. Accept all and think for yourself!



Making America Great Again : Ten Questions For Our President – Elect

Hello to you, all you interesting, adventurous and wonderful people who made it here to my site! Hope the Autumn season is treating you well, your silos are stocked full, and your hearts ready to engage a new year.


I surely have had my share of hardships this past year, and am willing to bet that many of you have as well. Our world is undergoing a period of extreme transformation. Basic concepts of what life and liberty are really about are being challenged. Upon the descent of the “Sun God” into the “Abyss”, I am finding much of what we take for granted, now up in the air!


Religious freedom, freedom of speech, freedom of love, rights of citizens/ and non citizens, world trade, social security, freedom to demonstrate, freedom online, climate change, affordable healthcare, and so much more, are rolling across a gridded sky, leaving little but questions, when most of us are praying for answers!


Once more, election day passes on, leaving us with the promise of a great future, new beginnings and the like, and it becomes a passing wave for us to surf or drown in.


I want to make it clear that I did not vote for Donald Trump! The reason why, is that he has never as much as insinuated that my freedom, and the freedoms of all others, will be held sacred, and kept off the chopping block. He has appealed to the fears of a much abused world! This does not sway me, as I refuse to let fear run my life. I will stand for freedom above all else. That is something that can’t be bought, sold, or killed.


Now that Mr. Trump is president-elect of the United States Of America, I would love to make clear to him what I will, and won’t tolerate in my world. I’m asking all of you to do the same.


1. Freedom Of Religion- un-negotiable! Americans not only are entitled, but will be entitled, to worship as they wish, or even not at all. If not on board, leave America!


2. Freedom Of Speech- Americans not only are entitled, but will be entitled, to speak their minds. If not onboard, leave America!


3. Freedom Of Love- No book or set of boundaries should incline or probate love.


4. Freedom Of Choice


Ideally, unwanted pregnancies will not exist. It should not be a choice of the irresponsible to bear children, in an ideal world. It will happen, and when it does, we have some serious considerations to make. Firstly, our world is dangerously over populated. Many of these unwanted children will become slaves to dire, and life long hardship. Is this a gift we wish to leave future generations?

Let me state that I stress rigid responsibility over abortion any day, but stand for a woman’s choice to terminate unwanted pregnancy.

Even more do I stand for huge life benefits to couples and singles who refuse to bear children.

We are entering a new experience of what it means to be alive today!


As is always the case, there are wonderful places to go, and terrific people to be. We have to understand though, that our scenario is different from that of previous centuries. The world has changed, and we are changing too. Overpopulation is killing the environment that humanity needs to survive. What are we thinking about that? What can we do? Personally, I do not approve of abortion, but do support pro-choice.


On a final note to this last thought, I challenge all Americans to prevent unwanted pregnancies! The ultimate being to end the need to end life, and make it profitable!


People who choose to dedicate their lives to the refinement of their professions for the greater good of society, and refrain from procreation, should be entitled to lifelong free housing and medical care. This investment would cut millions of dollars from welfare, and place that remaining, where it is most needed and deserved.


5. Respect for the environment


Planet Earth is our home. I will accept no leader as my Commander In Chief, who fails to recognize the importance of preserving our environment! If this is less than a top concern for them, I can give them no respect!


It’s really quite simple. If our house is falling down, it really doesn’t matter if we close the windows and lock the doors! Denial won’t cut it either. If our environment becomes unlivable, it won’t matter what we believe to be the case. Truth will speak through our failing health and lifestyles. This is not what I wish for the country I love, or myself.


6. What’s up with your choice of friends, Mr. Trump?


You will appoint a white supremacist as your top White House strategist , and a racist in charge of enforcing the Voting Rights Act? Is this true Donald? If so, expect no love from me! I will never accept anyone as my president who has ties to the Nazi party, or the KKK! Simple enough for you?


It is my view that the best way to evaluate the heart of an individual is to watch what comes out of the woodwork around them. Words can be deceptive, and promises easily broken, but the company of the speaker tells few lies.


Just a year ago, talking with a friend of mine about a recent KKK rally, I told him that the only reason it doesn’t enrage me more, is I don’t fear it. I thought of the KKK as a once very powerful and evil organization that has become a pitiful anachronism loved by ignorant goofballs and nutcases. I sort of felt sorry for them and their backward ways. Today, my feeling has changed. I believe them to be a dangerous terrorist threat right within our country, and would love it, Mr. Trump, if you would build a wall around them!


Bigotry is not an American value! With you, or without you, it never will be. I would like to see you, Mr. President Elect, begin building that wall now!


Today’s political landscape easily mirrors our current bedbug epidemic. Creepy, hostile, weird stuff is emerging from the woodwork everywhere! Do they belong to you Mr. Trump?


7. As President of the United States Of America, you are not a king, nor a dictator, but rather the representative of the American people. Show me who you represent.


8.What do you claim to offer the world in general, I mean, we all live in it. Right?


9. How do you plan to direct foreign policy in a way that brings light and freedom to all it touches? Do you care about our allies and the civilians in supposed hostile lands?


10. Now, the biggest thing on my mind is this……….


Your campaign slogan is, “Make America Great Again”. I ask you when we stopped being great? Yes, we have our problems, but all the same, I believe we are great right now! Don’t point fingers, Mr. trump, just offer your integrity, and know that because you are being heard at all, your country is great. Can you make it better? I hope so.


Just the day after election, a friend of mine showed me a quite interesting post. I can’t remember the exact wording, so I will paraphrase. ” Will Donald Trump be a good president? I hope so! People who wish him to fail are like passengers of a plane hoping the pilot will crash it!”


I hope you will be a good president,


and I hope that everyone in this country, who loves it and respects freedom over all, will be benefited by your election. Honestly, I have my doubts, but would love to be proven wrong.


Do you stand with U.S., Mr. Trump?