I didn’t paint this for it to be particularly appreciable as a piece of art. It’s overbusy, has no pleasing layout or overall aesthetic, and just generally fails all around. Perhaps I could fix it if I felt like it, I don’t know. But it’s really only a doodle I did because I thought it might be therapeutic to try and paint my dreams. I may have mentioned this before but in general I live in two worlds — the real one, and the dream world, and my dream world is consistent from night to night. That is, when I fall asleep, I re-enter an environment that is the mostly the same as it was the night before, with the same geography, history, people, physics, and so on. Maybe that makes me a boring person because I feel like most people get to have a wider range of dream experiences? I worry though because my dream world is sort of like a modified version of this one I’m in right now, but then I realized that it could just as easily be the other way around, that this is the dream, and this is the modified version of the other. Either way, these worlds are siblings, and they leak into each other. Earlier today I bumped into someone at a computer store while picking up a wireless router, and I was wondering where I recognized them from, and I realized that I know them from the dream world. I wonder how that happens, because it happens all the time. If I had to make a neurological guess, I’d say that it comes from the same place as deja vu.
You can click to zoom if you’d like.
I’ll probably still do a top-coat glazing, tinting, and lighting parts of it but I don’t expect significant improvement. Perhaps I am only feeling down about it because I was at the hospital this morning and that always wrecks my day. My primary doctor is upset with the remainder of the potential “team” treating me because it’s been months of him asking them for their expert help, and while they tell him to his face that they’re very interested, it seems like they lose that interest the instant the conversation ends and so far have not followed up. Given the rarity of my genetic condition, it’s not like I can see just anyone, so it’s a little disheartening and makes one feel like the safe bet is to give up on any hope of treatment. Next week I should be having a bunch of different kinds CT scans, mostly of my brain to try and get a better handle on the brain damage, which at least I hope will give me some interesting data to look at, as I always enjoy seeing the output of those machines.
OH. One other thing. I made the covers for all my “blog backup books”, which I hopefully will send off to print in the next 48 hours. So again, click to zoom (warning: big), and here are the eleven cover images for 2001 through 2011.
Other than that I am just waiting for Caitlin to get home from work so I can give her the Valentine’s present that I made her, my first “real” piece of silverwork. Caitlin actually asked me if that painting was her present, and I am happy to say it is not. That would be a crummy present.
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Is it just me, or does the 2001 back cover say 2009?
Hey Shannon, I think the way you’ve focussed less on the planning stages of this painting have given it a pleasing authenticity that sits well with your bright childlike style.
I like paintings like that. I like it when you can look at a painting and notice something you overlooked before. Seurat’s painting Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte is one of my favorites for that very reason. I love the attention to detail, and I love noticing things I overlooked.
Berber Anna – Unfortunately you appear to be correct. It’s probably because I was using it as a template to build the other covers and I must have pressed save when I shouldn’t have. As mistakes go, it’s not as embarrassing as the tongue splitting shirt BME printed on which I misspelled “tongue” or something similarly ridiculous.
Where is this ring?? I wanna see!!
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