Awakening
Friday, July 11th, 2008
24″ x 36″ Acrylic painting on stretched canvas
As a child I would have a recurring dream. Just before the dream ended I ’m surrounded by a beautiful soft colorful light. Then it would change, growing coarser and darker. Like powder soft sand that gradually becomes sandpaper. It was frightening to me then. Now I realize I was just aware of the process of waking up in the physical, after a night of playing in the higher planes. As I painted this piece I realized I was recreating the feeling of my long ago dream.