In the dream, I am kissing _____ in my doorway (no, I'm not going to tell you!). Apparently we share the same doorway, have since we saw each other last. It's so strange our paths haven't crossed. It is a sweet reunion but I'm distracted looking over his shoulder as a pile of glossy photos has just landed on my doorstep and spread out in a sloppy fan. It's some kind of blackmail. I can see they are images from a different dream: some compromising, some Freudian, some - just those impossible-to-get-into-words über detailed subconscious whatchamacallits.
There are photographs of them?? -- wow.
The picture here is not one, but it could be. Both sexes combined. The impulse to curl, to widen, to rise, to flatten. What impulse? why? Why symmetry/ asymmetry? Why color?
This is the oldest known multi-cellular fossil - 2.1 BILLION years old and not small, almost 5 inches.
". The 2.1 billion-year mark is significant because scientists believe the Earth's atmosphere underwent a major transition, called the "Great Oxidation Event," about 2.4 million years ago"
So - form follows function? What is the right question? It's what I want my painting to be about, in some ways, maybe what these dreams are doing in their own weird, detailed, trying way? From what/for what/into what does form arise? What is the point (is there a point?) of differentiation between potential and its expression?
There is oxygen and then there is potential, or the expression of potential.
I feel, in my life, I am finally learning to breathe.
I wonder what form(s) will come of it?
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