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Saturday, March 29, 2008

Garden Orb Spider macro against blue sky

I dreamed of a spider this morning. It was early. I'd been waking and sleeping and waking. Frequently that type of sleep brings dreams that are retrievable. This not a true dream, more a set of informative symbols. I had a mirror, a painting, and a spider. I had been to an art show last night. I had a small piece in it, and again, like in the last show, it was hung closer to the immature art. Art has followed me throughout my life. Mostly painting, but also I've done many crafts. I am an experienced artist. I think this dream was telling me that when I feel bad about my work, it is a reflection of what I feel on the inside, not what think of me. So then there was a spider. A web tangling me, devouring me. My own web of self-loathing--which is probably too strong of word--but a web non-the-less.

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