Posts Tagged ‘metaphor’

A Fish Out of Water not so main stream, up stream or down stream

Saturday, March 19th, 2011

Ever feel like a fish out of water? I think I have always felt that way. Never having fit into into various types of groups, or belief systems. I have always valued thinking for myself, and not just accepting what I was taught or told as a child. I’m not so “main stream” I’m a bit of an odd ball or a “fish out of water”. The painting has a bigger connotation in that it suggests embracing differences and there is more to this idea that has to do with needing air, but I haven’t quite figured it out yet.

36 inches by twelve inches

Dem Bones

Wednesday, October 17th, 2007

Yesterday, I recieved a box of bones from art bud Jen worden ( and serendipitously Reevo (of Ektopia) posted some work of this artist

fantastic, boney surreal creations!!

Not that I could do anything remotely as cool but I do need to think about how I am going to use and transform the already perfect bones into my own creations…

And, while yesterday was full of dreams and some recall, last night was full of dreams with no recall. None the less, yesterday’s dream which included three fleshy fat blocks of art bearing unbilical cords has been on my mind as it seems perfectly good material for some artwork, since both dreams and art are all about the metaphors, at least according to me.

The past few years, and especially since my brother’s death, I have had an intense desire for spirituality and something to truely believe in. It turns out that three, may have to do with this (the sacred holy trinity for example) as well as balance (an important issue for me)and harmony between body,mind,spirit. It can also mean a desire for perfection in creation (the basic principles of art; harmony, balance, color, design, etc). The perfectly squared, compacted fat blocks hung on a wall as if in display in an art gallery, as if to say life and and art and meaning and perfection are connected by the sustaining umbilical cords. Because the works of art were blocks of fat, I see a connection to lipo sucking the no longer necessary uterus, much the way fat isn’t necessary, yet, and because the uterus and the umbilical cord obviously relate to birth, its as if I am giving birth to a new me because an extracted uterus (thinking out loud here) can not give birth to a child, by letting go that possibility, I give labor to myself, and as I mentioned a few posts back, life and art intertwine. And interestingly and ironically, on the Oprah show yesterday, Oprah interviewed Dr. Christiane Northrup who says that "women who are peri menopausal are in labor!!" They are about to give birth to a new self and a new life if they have the where-with-all to listen to what their bodies are telling them and to be sure their hormones and health are all in balance. It is fascinating, how my unconscious has served my consciousness.

Fleshy Fat Blocks

Tuesday, October 16th, 2007

Suspended  on the wall, like works of art in a gallery, were three white, translucent, cream colored and marbled, organic, fleshy looking blocks, about three or four inches thick. From each compacted  block hung an umbilical cord and all three umbilical cords were leading to my hand and were intravenously feeding/sustaining me.

That is how my night went, full of dreams. Early on, I woke myself up half moaning half yelling out in fear because a high stepping mass of a naked figure was discombobulating, screaming and flailing his arms wildly about as he circled my bed.

I need to ponder the metaphors a bit…


A friend sent a link to me indicating the importance of three in dreams:

Dream symbol: number three, 3
three, threes, 3, third

Perfect balance and harmony of body, mind and spirit
Expansion, expression and movement
Seeing perfection in creation
A person who is a truth seeker at all levels, has high ideals, is independent, sporty, candid to the point of being blunt, religious, sometimes irresponsible
One too many, something that creates imbalance or disharmony; two’s company, three’s a crowd