A small, clear, simple precognitive dream... and its un-small, un-clear, un-simple cause...
Guan Xiu, a painter in the late Tang Dynasty, dreamt that sixteen arhats
or luohans (Buddhist sort-of-saints) asked him to paint their portraits--
not their earthly forms but their (rather peculiar) astral forms. He did...
Anti-ideological rant calling experience water and belief... ice.
I dreamed I was a butterfly, fluttering about, content with my lot. Suddenly I awoke and was Chuang-tzu again...
An image influenced by a recent dream, "Centaur Quartet...
My dream critiques a non-dream artpiece. Does it only count as dream-art
when your dream urges changes, or is creativity partly knowing when to stop?
I struggle to write down a bizarre dream clearly and simply, but both pens and paper have mutated. Then a child prodigy explains “dreams don’t always want to be linear”...
A self-portrait, or it was going to be, till the songbird and fish upstaged me...
Painting an abstract watercolor, I drifted into trance, and found myself climbing a
thorny slope. Deer in the brush. Great peaks around. Had I gone wrong?
Hokusai's wild mad lines inspired me to draw myself his way, floating asleep on the astral sea...
CAUTION: NUDITY
I was painting to a sad scary song by Laurie Anderson that goes "This is the hand... the hand that takes..."
I toured the factory where they make the spare heads you put on and
take off to change your mind. Nothing creepy about it, nothing at all...
"I am a man upon the land; I am a Selkie in the sea..." Silky or selkie means a were-seal...
An ink sketch in a magazine shows a new Ghost Dance invading city clubs.
But the (biased?) artist uglifies the Indians, horses and giraffes dancing...
CAUTION: MILD NUDITY; JAUNDICED ART/REPORTING
A Himalayan peak boils with warring creatures, but a guru says "They're just your conflicts. Sit, watch..."
Illness is such a handy excuse when you need solitude, care, rest, or just time to think... but...
I visit a friend's ramshackle cottage--trees grow through the walls. But glorious meadows! Spring at last...
We must hunt a man-eating lion to protect our village--our village full of slaves. But we
can't deal with our looming social crisis now--gotta focus on the lion in front of us..
CAUTION: SLAVERY, ILLNESS, DEATH
Honesty induces a joyful state with lucidlike powers.
So I bike across the Lake of Time, open the book of my future, and see...
CAUTION: SEXY SKETCHES FROM THE FUTURE
Four versions of an underwater meeting between lovers, one terrestrial, one marine...
CAUTION: ORAL SEX
This strong slender mare is how most of my flying dreamhorses look: a practical lot, they know...
The moon's a sailing ship propelled not by wind but light: the light of night-movies. Dreams...
Me playing the blues on a Japanese shamisen...