In ma head
Days, Hours and hours in the studio working on little worlds. As always I start to feel a bit crazy (ha, a bit.).
Everything dizzyingly recursive, scale jump exercise. Look up, outside, look down, inside. Create impossible bridges linking different scales. Jump up see the pattern and rearrange it...everything must eventually fit back inside of me...all the spaces and friends and mirrors, dolls and dramas....folding up in a suitcase for my travelling flea circus and final farewell.
I've learned I simply catch up to my most vivid dreams over time in 'this' life...they are previews and catalysts when I have them. In this way I find I have (in addition to many other dreams) been attracting, creating, understanding, connecting to and Becoming the Puppetmaster. Which is quite a disconcerting one. I feel my mind twisting on itself...intricate pathways forming new connections, tracing lines...for better or worse.
I will call 'all this' the tale of the Maya-Matrioshka.....
pics soon.:/
Everything dizzyingly recursive, scale jump exercise. Look up, outside, look down, inside. Create impossible bridges linking different scales. Jump up see the pattern and rearrange it...everything must eventually fit back inside of me...all the spaces and friends and mirrors, dolls and dramas....folding up in a suitcase for my travelling flea circus and final farewell.
I've learned I simply catch up to my most vivid dreams over time in 'this' life...they are previews and catalysts when I have them. In this way I find I have (in addition to many other dreams) been attracting, creating, understanding, connecting to and Becoming the Puppetmaster. Which is quite a disconcerting one. I feel my mind twisting on itself...intricate pathways forming new connections, tracing lines...for better or worse.
I will call 'all this' the tale of the Maya-Matrioshka.....
pics soon.:/
