Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Canvas 284


This drawing was made after a dream, which left me with far more feelings than words. Click on it for a larger view.




Not counting dream-time, which began at my birth or likely long before, it took me less than five minutes to complete. I was present part of that time, and quite interested in what my hand was doing, not wholly certain it belonged to me. Now you’re here, and we’re dreaming together. I like that.


8 comments:

Transcend Designs said...

awesome

it's like dreaming when we're drawing,
I wonder if there is any dmt relation going on when we're creating, like when we're dreaming...
creating puts us in the trance...

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Brad. I wonder too. And I love not knowing.

Old 333 said...

I read a comic recently in which the protagonistic-looking fellow managed to train himself to type in his sleep, and wandered his dreams with a keyboard in hand.

Thanks for the art as always, William - you are a fine, long-lasting layer in the megaflow. Echo forever? Maybe we do. Dreams are a keyhole we can peek through.

William Michaelian said...

Beautifully said, Peter. A poem, in fact. Thank you, sir.

Conrad DiDiodato said...

Isn't it just like a dream to look down with sealed lids.

Or are those two dark eyes bored into the frontal lobes a reminder that prophecies can sometimes deceive?

I'm sorry if I've also left you with more feelings than words.

William Michaelian said...

Don’t be, Conrad. I’m quite pleased with yours.

vazambam said...

Thinking about this: pen sieve

William Michaelian said...

Well, now, that sums it up perfectly. As much defined by what escapes, may what remains be worth keeping.