02 September, 2002

"Night Shift" 24" x 18" Acrylics

NOTE: I awake @ 4 AM / Mentone, De Kalb County, AL(longitude W85.6, latitude N34.6): New Moon on 4 November 2002 at 2:34 p.m. Central Standard Time.

Dream Background & Scene:

Lifting…Falling…Drifting….I feel warm water.... Gentle waves rocking...
(This feels as one who lays gently with thought, onto a shared waterbed with a cherished one. Only a gentle rocking sensation…)
I am floating on an ocean during the full moon. I have not opened my eyes (yet, I know I do not need to).
I can see the tops of my feet bobbing. Up and down, with a tide motion.
I can hear a gentle lapping sound of water in my ears.
I look between my feet to see a dark fin.
Movement dives beneath me.
I know it is a playful dolphin.
Rising now from behind the moon is a great owl. This is peaceful. Warm. Gentle.
I am to learn the lessons of the water and the air.
I drift on into the night of deep blues and blacks into oblivion.

07 September, 1990 

"Rip in Time" 36" x 24" Canvas, Mixed Media & Acrylics

NOTE: I awake @ 5 AM / Weaver, Calhoun County, AL (longitude W85.8, latitude N33.8):
Full Moon on 4 September 1990 at 8:45 p.m. CDT. (I fell asleep while listening to Alan Parson’s Eye in the Sky LP.)

Dream Background & Scene:

I am observing a nebula in space. I feel time speeding up.

I gaze before me to see a hole open in one of the frozen voids of space. (It resembles a frame melting on one of the old black and white film projectors) An amazing array of colours form. Dark shapes begin to mold into past scenes of the pyramids, Stonehenge and others. I watch the moon shift and show time movements. The sounds of grains of sand moving in an old hourglass. Smooth precision ticking overhead now. I look up to see an enormous set of gears and wheels moving time on.

As I look closer on the mech. housing, I see hieroglyphics. I hear the music and lyrics of "Children of the Moon" as I smile and awaken…

1 December, 1979

"Floydian Slips" 52"x 36" Canvas, Acrylics

NOTE: I awake @ 2AM / Anniston, Calhoun County, Alabama (longitude W85.9, latitude N33.7) Full Moon on 3 December 1979 at 12:08 p.m. Central Standard Time.

Dream Background & Scene:

I am observing a human form of sky blue color, unisexual (could be either or but does not matter), no hair, face turned away. This figure is looking into a red framed hand held mirror, but sees not its reflection. Like viewing a screen, the mirror surface shows white stone bricks begin forming into a wall. The activity stops with a large WWII bomber flying over. (I recognize this plane as my father was a pilot in World War II.)

The blue figure begins to dissolve and reform into a red figure, with noticeably no ears. (???)

With its back to me the red figure is a ¾ profile. The mirror in its hand is now a deep sapphire blue. No reflection of the figure. The wall is completely covering the glass now.

The main figure dissolves into a puddle. This forms a flat rainbow type road. The colors are of the first two figures and the combination of which makes a royal purple. A window forms in the sky like that of a prison cell with bars but no walls. A white figure forms grasping the air bars and solidifies into a living brick wall.

26 April, 2004

"Freed" 18"x 24" Canvas, Acrylics

NOTE: I awake @ 1:30 AM./9 Jacksonville, Calhoun County, AL(longitude W85.8, latitude N33.8)  First quarter Moon on 27 April 2004 at 12:32 p.m. CDT

Monday 26 April 2004Dream Background & Scene:

I am leading a group of women/females beside a rising creek. Actually, it is closer to a small river as there is fast moving water run off from flash flooding storm.

I stumble and fall to the ground with my hand out in front me. A man rushing around but not caring, steps on my hand, looks, but moves on swiftly. I get up and catch up with him and slap him on the back of his head, saying, "Thanks! For stepping on my hand!" He mumbles something unintelligible and moves on quickly. A disembodied voice tells us the water is still rising. If we want to cross the creek, go on up a bit further and do it Now.

The other women fall in behind me and I begin, again, to lead us up beside the creek. We get to what I assume is an easy access and instruct them to wait while I check the water depth before we cross.

I step in and walk through the cool water, which muddies with my feet stirring the bottom. It gets only as deep as shoulder high, and I tell them to come on. I will stay in the water and assist anyone that needs me.

Helen goes first and I observe this group consist of all the women I know that are a little older, or with more health problems than I have. There are no young women with us. No more men. No children. I get side tracked in this mental wandering and notice Helen out of the corner of my eye. She has slipped and goes under. I immediately submerge and swim rapidly under water in her direction.

I can see amazingly sharp, detailed and clear in this almost crystalline water.

It is unworldly, alien but beautiful here. I look to Helen and I see that I had been standing on a ledge when I called them into the water. There is a sharp drop off from erosion cause by the rushing water and it is considerably deeper than I would have ever imagined. I get to Helen and push her upward to the surface.

I release her as I see she will surface fine. I start up and feel something scrape at my left calf. I look back down into the water after I surface and see an old knarled root is moving away from me. I hear the women ask if everything is okay.

"Yes, I reply, just keep on the ledge as you cross. You can see it if you look down." I dip back into the water to see many old roots freed and floating upwards.