Thursday door – dreams
Door – usually we think of a physical barrier that opens, closes, revolves, but what about the doorway to our dream states, or entrance to another realm. When Alexander posted this picture in earlier January of this year, I was immediately transported to another place, a state of mind/Being. I had no words to describe how it made me feel, it just spoke volumes to me.
I immediately texted him asking for permission to use this photo, this is a copy, to see his original post, please visit ice art Jan 22.18
The picture for me puts a visual on the “feeling” of some of my dreams. His 1st picture in that blog, reminds me of when I am searching looking out, and this one I’ve posted, reminds me, or gives me a feeling of happiness and joy. He was on Lake Ontario, he looked, he saw, and he captured.
Not a physical door, but definitely for me, a doorway, an experience of walking through to another “world”. For “real” tangible doors, you need to link to Norm 2.0 and from there follow the links to all the other bloggers who post to this feature.
Thanks for sharing today, it is a beautiful day, and you are all part of my sunshine!
Oyashikiri
a special thanks to Alexander Lautsyus for allowing me to share his “works” with you
and to you Norm for indulging “my” love of all doors/doorways
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
She looked closer, and saw the defined scales all over his body, he was majestic.
OK I have no idea, what I was thinking of when I did this, but it happened. Years later, I still don’t know what it was that drew me to put this “idea” together. Knowing I did it, always gave me pause. I thought to simply throw it out, yet it sat in the back garden for some time, a reminder that not everything I do, or come up with is “picture perfect”
At the time, I really liked the idea. The glove, the hand, I’m not sure, but it still might be out back too. We are cleaning up back there, it is time for a change. I know if they are there, it will be time to “let them go”
I remember putting this “character” into the old wood bird house, so he would be out of the elements. It is all overgrown now, but I saw through the branches that he is still there. It would require cutting away half of the evergreen now to get him out… so… he’ll get to stay. Actually maybe it was a she..
The garden guardians have come and gone, they tended and hosted the wildlife that used our land to travel safely through the urban sprawl. There is beauty in all that nature provides, and there is an unseen world around us that some of us see, and other’s don’t. Never-the-less, the world of imagination and fantasy never fails to capture our attention, when we listen to the wind whisper softly through the trees, or hear it howl when it is voicing discontent. This week we’ve heard the heavens bowling in celebration of a summer’s eve. the bowling balls landing with loud thunder as they rolled across the skies.
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