I had a beautiful dream the other day. I dreamed that I turned myself inside out and geysers of rainbows were shooting out of me dispersing over the sky, forming fluffy clouds of hexachrome colors. Rays of sun would penetrate the clouds and a myriad of unencumbered tiny droplets would fluter back and forth swirling around, and filling the atmosphere with a shimmery glare.
I exist simply because I can. There is no purpose to my existence, until one is given. So I dare to dream. I dream to move and inspire the visual art arena through my creations.
I love the delightment caused by inconspicuous movements of my inner being, reflecting in my everyday life as a longing, an impulse to create.
I'd love to be remembered for the unusual use of imagination. I crave to transform. Re-define. Engage emotionally. Innovate.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful dream reads like a painting! I appreciate what you want to be remembered for...especially TRANSFORM!
ReplyDeleteThank you Hallelujah :) It's one of my day dreams I really love it too.
DeleteSo true that art makes sense of our lives, and yearnings. Over time more and more. Lovely work.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment Callahan, I agree, art is a lot about yearnings and cravings, metaphorically speaking <3
Deletemy hope is that you will continue to dream, innovate and create
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen, that is a beautiful thought.
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