Tuesday, September 11, 2012
For several decades I've noticed that my night dreams often fall into categories. There's the Work Dream group, which I had scads of, especially in the year or two after I left a particular job (and including my very last job, which ended in July 2011). And the Show Dreams, which were always related to my having been a vendor for a number of years at art/craft shows (often those dreams were about not being set up in time for the opening, a new version of those age-old dreams we all had about not being prepared for an exam at school). And Conference Dreams, which were where work and show dreams came together.
And then there were/are the Art Retreat dreams, two of which I've had in the last few nights. I love those, and I only wish I could remember the awesome art made therein by myself and others. Last night's was about BIG art ~ someone was working in a hardbound visual journal that must've been 18x24" in portrait format. Somebody else was doing something to glass that gave it a smoky color. Someone else was using a torch of some kind. I remember thinking, "Wow, this is all much bigger and more involved than I can do at home."
Much as I'd love to work on that scale, those days have passed and I'm happy to be working on a small, manageable scale with my work.