dreamfestart

Hello everyone, it's been a while. if you get a chance, check out my online radio show on Auralgasms radio where I will get the opportunity to be the DJ for an evening. How exciting!! Info for the show is below and I hope you get a chance to listen.

And the Angel said as she handed down a candle, "Although you may feel lonely, you are never alone."

The Little Match Girl
Hans Christian Andersen
(1846)
It was terribly cold and nearly dark on the last evening of the old year, and the snow was falling fast. In the cold and the darkness, a poor little girl, with bare head and naked feet, roamed through the streets. It is true she had on a pair of slippers when she left home, but they were not of much use. They were very large, so large, indeed, that they had belonged to her mother, and the poor little creature had lost them in running across the street to avoid two carriages that were rolling along at a terrible rate. One of the slippers she could not find, and a boy seized upon the other and ran away with it, saying that he could use it as a cradle, when he had children of his own. So the little girl went on with her little naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron she carried a number of matches, and had a bundle of them in her hands. No one had bought anything of her the whole day, nor had anyone given her even a penny. Shivering with cold and hunger, she crept along; poor little child, she looked the picture of misery. The snowflakes fell on her long, fair hair, which hung in curls on her shoulders, but she regarded them not.

Lights were shining from every window, and there was a savory smell of roast goose, for it was New-year’s eve—yes, she remembered that. In a corner, between two houses, one of which projected beyond the other, she sank down and huddled herself together. She had drawn her little feet under her, but she could not keep off the cold; and she dared not go home, for she had sold no matches, and could not take home even a penny of money. Her father would certainly beat her; besides, it was almost as cold at home as here, for they had only the roof to cover them, through which the wind howled, although the largest holes had been stopped up with straw and rags. Her little hands were almost frozen with the cold. Ah! perhaps a burning match might be some good, if she could draw it from the bundle and strike it against the wall, just to warm her fingers. She drew one out—“scratch!” how it sputtered as it burnt! It gave a warm, bright light, like a little candle, as she held her hand over it. It was really a wonderful light. It seemed to the little girl that she was sitting by a large iron stove, with polished brass feet and a brass ornament. How the fire burned! and seemed so beautifully warm that the child stretched out her feet as if to warm them, when, lo! the flame of the match went out, the stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the half-burnt match in her hand.

She rubbed another match on the wall. It burst into a flame, and where its light fell upon the wall it became as transparent as a veil, and she could see into the room. The table was covered with a snowy white table-cloth, on which stood a splendid dinner service, and a steaming roast goose, stuffed with apples and dried plums. And what was still more wonderful, the goose jumped down from the dish and waddled across the floor, with a knife and fork in its breast, to the little girl. Then the match went out, and there remained nothing but the thick, damp, cold wall before her.

She lighted another match, and then she found herself sitting under a beautiful Christmas-tree. It was larger and more beautifully decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door at the rich merchant’s. Thousands of tapers were burning upon the green branches, and colored pictures, like those she had seen in the show-windows, looked down upon it all. The little one stretched out her hand towards them, and the match went out.

The Christmas lights rose higher and higher, till they looked to her like the stars in the sky. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.

She again rubbed a match on the wall, and the light shone round her; in the brightness stood her old grandmother, clear and shining, yet mild and loving in her appearance. “Grandmother,” cried the little one, “O take me with you; I know you will go away when the match burns out; you will vanish like the warm stove, the roast goose, and the large, glorious Christmas-tree.” And she made haste to light the whole bundle of matches, for she wished to keep her grandmother there. And the matches glowed with a light that was brighter than the noon-day, and her grandmother had never appeared so large or so beautiful. She took the little girl in her arms, and they both flew upwards in brightness and joy far above the earth, where there was neither cold nor hunger nor pain, for they were with God.

In the dawn of morning there lay the poor little one, with pale cheeks and smiling mouth, leaning against the wall; she had been frozen to death on the last evening of the year; and the New-year’s sun rose and shone upon a little corpse! The child still sat, in the stiffness of death, holding the matches in her hand, one bundle of which was burnt. “She tried to warm herself,” said some. No one imagined what beautiful things she had seen, nor into what glory she had entered with her grandmother, on New-year’s day.

I had to go back today to this childhood story as a reminder to never underestimate the power from within....right down to the very last match.

Here is my 10 letter "P's" entry assigned by Daisy4u....

1. People: I love kind, passionate, friendly and sincere people.

2. Places: I love to travel both in the physical world and in my dream world.

3. Present: I love to give and receive presents and the best, yet often difficult to acheive in American culture, is fully comprehending the power of the present moment.

4. Painting: There is no greater escape for me.

5. Polite: Did you ever hear someone order food for example, and they use phrases like, "Gimmie", or "I'll take a", or "I want", instead of " May I please have a. ?" My mother would freak out if I used phrases like this.

6. Planes and Parachutes: A good combination. I have always wanted to jump, and fly, and live to tell the tale.

7. Praise: It's nice to give praise as much as you can and to receive as well.

8. Playing: Music, playing with children, friends and family, dancing, painting, cooking, creating....Any form of free play that allows me to feel like a child again.

9. Physics: I love to experience truth in pure form or at least as close to understanding physical relationships that unite all energy forms such as light energy, electrical energy and my personal opinion in relation to the study of physics, spiritual energy.

10. Last, but never least and desired more than anything:
Peace......Peace........Peace.........Peace..........Peace.........Peace.........Peace.......Peace!

Hold your head up....there is still hope for the non-computer specialists surviving in Michigan as we still have good old Ramen Soup to keep us going when times are rough. Don't give up!

As for the Michigan artist, we shall paint, photograph and sing about glorious food:)

Cheers to Daisy4u for her lovely photo of a single, yet vibrant image of a strawberry which she ate just seconds after the photo was taken. Her entry gave me hope.

Here are some sites that offer great Ramen Soup recipes...yum!

http://mattfischer.com/ramen/
http://busycooks.about.com/od/hotsouprecipes/r/chickenramnsoup.htm
http://busycooks.about.com/od/hotsouprecipes/r/cpramenchixsoup.htm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramen
http://www.kraftfoods.com/recipes/SoupSandwiches/Soups/SuperRamenSoup.html
http://vegetarian.allrecipes.com/az/RmnNdlSp.asp

Wishing all of you a wonderful day.

"It Takes Two to Know One"
Gregory Bateson

Butterfly's Sunflower

Adobe Photoshop/Touchpad

Wow. I just spent some time at my mom’s for the holiday. She doesn’t have an Internet service. I thought I could handle it, but I went crazy. It really made me realize just how much I love cyber space and missed my friends here in LJ!
I just found out that I have been tagged by Daisy4u! So now, I am to share with you about 6 odd/weird/strange/unique things about me.

1. I think out loud. Only when I am alone though. I do it because it takes more time to speak thus slowing down all the thoughts racing through my mind.

2. When I work on a new painting, I listen to the song that inspires the painting on repeat. This can go on for hours and is why I prefer to work alone because this would drive people crazy. When there are people around, I put my headphones on. I think I do this because it gives me a sense that time has stopped just enough for me to finish the piece. I really do lose my sense of time when the song is on repeat and this keeps me in a “bubble” state with the work. So, it’s either a song on repeat or silence. I am so weird.

3. I clean when I am nervous…., but my house is always a mess from the paintings and art supplies.

4. I am starting to realize that not all people have vivid dreams so I guess this may be a little unique, but certainly not rare. Until just recently, I always thought that everyone was visual, but a lot of people tell me that they don’t think like this or see colorful images in their mind. This is hard for me to imagine. . Now, I am more curious about my friends here in Live Journal. How many are you are visual thinkers?

5. I have been doing this for a long time now. I am sort of embarrassed, but when food is gone or empty like a box of cereal for example, I keep the empty box in the cupboard until I am able to replace it. It drives my daughter crazy! I don’t blame her. I think I do it because it’s a fear I have of running out of food. When I open the cupboard, I am aware that the box is empty yet it makes me comfortable because my thinking is that the cupboard, technically, is not fully empty…..God help me. I have gotten so much better about it, but it's a hard habit to break.

6. I am always making arrangements with objects. For example, when I get my coffee in the morning, I put the spoon on an angle paralleling the coffee maker or stagger my sweet–n-low sugar packets so it’s like a still life. I mostly do it with small objects, but often don’t realize that I am doing it. I like objects when they are angled. I don’t care for corners so most of the objects here are on an angle where there is a corner. Does anyone else feel this way about objects?

If you are tagged, just post it in your journal along with a brief explanation of what you have done. Then tag six more. And the cycle continues:)

I tag:

20 20blues
Lo fidelity
mikeylove101
spillyjane
lupe posada
colormagic

Tag, you're it:)!

"No Matter how slow the film, Spirit always stands still long enough for the photographer It has chosen."
Minor White

"The necessary equation of patience with faith arises because we cannot drop out ot the world to undergo the growth and do the work needed-whether for hours or for years-unless we trust that "Spirit stands still long enough."
FreePlay, The Power of Improvisation in Life and the Arts by Stephen Nachmanovitch

From: Conceptual Physics.
Paul G. Hewitt

Energy cannot be Created or Destroyed; it may be transformed from one form into another, but the total amount of energy never changes.

"Enormous compression due to gravity in the deep hot interior of the sun crushes the nuclei of hydrogen atoms together to form helium nuclei. This welding together of atomic cores is called thermonuclear fusion. This process releases radiant energy, some of which reaches the earth. Part of this energy falls on plants, and part of this in turn later is stored in coal. Another part supports life in the food chain that begins with plants, and part of this energy later is stored in oil. Part of the energy from the sun goes into the evaporation of water from the ocean, and part of it returns to earth in rain that may be trapped behind a dam. By virtue of its elevated position, the water behind the dam has energy that may be used to power a generating plant below, where it will be transformed to electric energy. The energy travels through wires to homes, where it is used for lighting, and heating, cooking, and operating gadgets. How nice that energy is transformed from one form to another."

That’s just physical energy. Imagine the beauty of spiritual energy. At the present moment, I am not afraid of life or death.

Family Reunion
Adobe Photoshop from scratch/touchpad

http://www.dreamfestart.com

Jennifer

Jennifer

I have been working like crazy in Adobe Photoshop for the past 6 months and love this program!


Here are some pictures of my beautiful daughter. I took them with a digital camera last summer. She wanted braids so we spent the day braiding her long hair. I love the close up as it really captures one of my favorite expressions. I melt when she looks at me like this. It amazes me with wonder and appreciation. I feel so grateful to have such a wonderful daughter. She truly is my sunshine.


I wish you all a wonderful evening.

Hello everyone. I hope you all are well. I am a bit sleepy myself. Here are the new pieces for sale on ebay. They are part of my "Cell Mate" series meaning literally living cells and of course can easily be defined as cell mates within one body. These paintings depict several wonderful memories of celebrating the sunset at Mallory Square, Key West. Anyone experience this? It's a great place to be when the sun goes down.

Cell Mates at Mallory Square
Inspired by the song Adios Ayer from Jose Padilla

http://www.dreamfestart.com

"Kitty's Daydreaming Again".
Watercolor
Inspired by the song, Love Cat's from The Cure

Where there is no vision, the people perish.

My vision is that I desire to know more of God and the way He works. My vision is for perfect health, harmony, and peace. My vision is the inner faith that Infinite Spirit leads and guides me now in all my ways. I know and believe that the God Power within me answers my prayer; this is a deep conviction within me.

I know that the mental picture to which I remain faithful will be developed in my subconscious mind and come forth on the screen of space.

I make it my daily practice to imagine for myself and others only that which is noble, wonderful, and God-like. I now imagine that I am doing the thing I long to do; I imagine that I now possess the things I long to possess; I imagine I am what I long to be. To make it real, I feel the reality of it; I know that it is so.
Thank You, Father

Joseph Murphy

Well, I just put up another piece on ebay. I was saving it for a show, but my rent is due and need $ now even if I am lucky enough to sell it. Ugg!

Does anyone else feel the way I do about ebay shoppers? Some, but not all just want the art for free after hours of work. It gets to me sometimes.

We need some sunshine here. I need to work on two more pieces tonight and I am not in the mood, but if I don't, then time will certainly get the best of me.

Hello to all.

I guess I am here to express the concepts of dreams and painting. My inspiration as an artist comes from music. From a very young age, I have been turning to music for relief because it is something I can trust to release my thoughts and face my personal fears. The healing that comes from this musical wonder drug is the amazing visions I have while listening. I honestly believe that I am in another place weaving in and out of realities. This may sound a bit crazy to some, but I am sure many can completely relate to this experience as it has incredible positive healing affects on depression and anxiety. Have any of you ever had a dream so powerful that it comes to fruition instantly? This experience has led me to so many diverse books and discussions as I have been working to understand for the past 7 years the power behind the dreams. Most of my paintings come from this dream state. I struggle with using the right materials to produce the image which is why I often turn to mixing different mediums to produce a balance of form (science) and emotion (spiritual). I want to unify both science and spiritualism in my paintings, but still working constantly to achieve this. Most of my paintings are Abstract and Abstract Expressionism and perhaps I'm considered a Raw Artist as I don’t really have a formal education in the arts. I often hear from buyers that my paintings are both emotional and unique so I have accepted this as something to respect as well as work on. Unique, rare and original art are descriptions which seem very misleading to me as I believe that our inspirations and creations are united body, mind and spirit so I could never consider my work completely original.

Nonetheless, it seems that so many of us are disconnected from one another and yet this deep sense of one within is profound. I cannot turn my back on this strange feeling when I dream and the things I dream appear all around me for example, on billboards, t-shirts, television, music and also through nature. I guess I am just wondering about other artist and individuals that are fascinated by this as well as curious? Furthermore, I am interested with other artist that work based on these concepts and hoping you would like to discuss the passion involved.

I am well aware that this is an ancient phenomenon, but when I bring it up in conversation with others, I get strange looks if you know what I mean. I also live in a small town and spend much of my time painting in silence so I am looking forward to some enlightened communication.

Some inspirational books I have been reading lately: The Power of Your Subconscious Mind and Think Yourself Rich by Joseph D. Murphy, The Power of Now and A New Earth: Awakening Your Life’s Purpose by Eckhart Tolle, The Healing of America by Marianne Williamson, The Key to Enlightened Dreaming by Robert E. Denton, Free Play by Stephen Nachmanovitch and Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke. Any suggestions on other books related to these topics would be greatly appreciated.

I always give credit to the artists that have inspired me. I have listed some of the songs along with the artists that I have been inspired by and have completed paintings from: The Cocteau Twins "Sugar Hiccup", Lamb "Gabriel", Dead Can Dance "Ariadne", The Cure "Love Cat's", Craig Armstrong "Wake up in New York" "Waltz" and several other pieces by him with accompanying artists, The Verve "Man called Sun", Massive Attack "Protection", Depeche Mode "Waiting for the Night", Moby "The sky is Broken" and "Ever Loving", New Order "Love Vigilante", The Beloved "Deliver Me", Morcheeba "The Sea", Natalie Merchant "Kind and Generous", Tracy Chapman "The Promise", Band of Bees "This Town", Conjure One "Center of the Sun", David Gray "Please Forgive Me", The Twilight Babies "Piper Cried", Tara MacLean "La Tempete", Pet Shop Boys "Here" and The Ocean Blue "Between Something and Nothing".

You can view the above pieces at www.dreamfestart.com

My favorite artist: Vincent Van Gogh. Not only because his works are amazing, but also because of the torment he endured, especially, the lack of respect and financial support he so deserved. Ironically, I now have a Visa credit card with Vincent's beautiful, “The Starry Night” image on it!

Well, I wish you all a wonderful night.
Dreamfest

Waiting At The Tower Of London
Created on 11/14/2004
Inspired by the song "La Tempete"
from Tara MacLean

Hello to everyone.  I hope you are well.  I just finished this peice.  Whew.  It took many late night hours and I am happy to finally take a small break before I get back to work on another project.  I hope you enjoy it.

This large and highly textured painting is 4' X 8' on wood.  It is in three separate sections with fasteners on the back and no seams or sides showing to give an illusion of one entire piece.  Each hand sculpted insulated panel applied to this work is treated with three different water based solutions as well as resin to give it strength and durability.  It is painted with fine acrylics and two separate washes of water based stains as well as one coat of liquid plastic to produce a glassy appearance.  The back of the the surface is also painted and sealed for protection.  This is an original painting signed by the artist.  No frame is necessary.

Note:  "There will be more clear and precise photos of this painting as soon as the weather permits.

      

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Visit www.DreamfestArt.com to see the gallery of all of my works.

Dreamfest Paintings for sale

Hello everyone. I am hard at work on my next collection of paintings. This time around, i am back to working on the larger pieces. In the meantime, i have made some of my older pieces available for sale on my website. A brief description of these paintings is below. Feel free to visit my website for many more pictures if you are interested in learning more about these pieces.

visit www.DreamfestArt.com for more info on these paintings

Violin Kisses Inspired by the song "The Promise" from Tracy Chapman You really have to see a bigger picture of this one to appreciate it. Click ( here ) to view a larger shot.
	Ana's Angel Inspired by the song "Hymn 2" from Craig Armstrong
Dreamsong Inspired by the song "Center Of The Sun (Solarstone Chillout Remix)" from Conjure One