12:12 AM I am VERY curious- there seemsta be people checkin out mah journal entries! Welllll why don't you people leave some COMMENTS?! razz
Anyways- tonight, me and my family went to saw Pirates of the Caribbean 3. My goodness what a fantastic movie. Just perfect- everything was PERFECT! BRAVO TO ALL THE CAST AND "Crew" razz biggrin
If you're curious to know if I had any dreams tonight...well, last night...the answer is yes. I did have a dream...
I remember...art... Art of the mind. In an alternate universe, I was a being that made art! Art, on ANYTHING- even LIVING things I could change! Ohhhhh it was amazing... but it wasn't art like you and me see- oh no.
You see, the art I made was all done from the MIND. There were no brushes- there were no papers- there were no pencils or markers or even computers with Adobe products on it. NO! This was all done...with the mind.
As this being who had this ability, the world was my canvas. But I was young and inexperienced... Thus, I had to seek the wisdom of the elemental powers. Each power looked entirely different...though for some reason many of the people in the universe or beings in the universe were either a furry...or a battle mech O.o; And I dislike the majority of furries so I dunno how that got in there- but in the dream everything seemed natural.
The first elements that taught me was an elderly male Pug. He was my, if you will, guardian through all this. His first lesson was painting by waving my hands and fingers. This talent seemed to come naturally to me- and I began painting whole worlds like a Sandbox planet that was bland aside from the pale yellow sands! I painted houses on a planet similar to earth, in many different and wild shades.
After learning from the pug, my next task was to learn to paint and create using sight. For this task, an elderly female Calico was my guide. She had very long, greyish hair that sprouted on the top of her head- and squinty eyes. To create with sight, I must visualize the brushes, the paint. No longer were my hands used as the tools, but now I must use the my sight to visualize invisible tools painting. This was harder to do- as I really don't like drawing 'blind', but again I was able to succeed this task! After painting the inside of her house with different swirls, curls, bursts and other shapes; she sent me off to the next person. Course- it wasn't really sending me off...She kindof wanted to be rid of me for making a mess of her house sweatdrop
I remember the next was a flaming, firey male fox. He was accompanied by a few other foxes, one in particular who was female. His task was to paint using the AIR! And in order to paint with the air, you must visualize the air in your hand- feel the air becoming paint, alter and change the air to different designs! At first, I couldn't get it- no matter how many times I tried, it was just too much strain and too hard! Get this... My ADHD kicked in and I looked through the window to the outside while I was doing the exercise- and suddenly FLASH! Where I had been manipulating the air, there was now a huge mass of drawings and paintings of colorful outlines. I had learned the ability on complete accident, so I tried it again- and likewise I lost concentration and it worked! To utilize the air, I had to lose focus and let my mind wander- for if I concentrated too much, my mind would always say the air was simply air! That female fox I told you about let me paint her clothing and design it using the air about it. I kindof tie-dyed it a little, but she seemed to like it.
At this point in the story, an old SCAD friend popped in, Terp (not her real name). I remember Terp being quite the bookworm- by which I mean she was very intellectual about things and talked about my abilities. She said that I could utilize the air not just in clothes, but even living things such as skin and hair. I changed her hair to this interesting design- black tips with blue along the entire length of the hair; yet individual strands I let a white stripe go down the middle of the blue. I was told that it was ugly, but Terp liked it and said this was actually close to a normal style that the younger generations were using.
Around this time, my dream grows fuzzy and I kindof don't remember anything else; probably because I woke up lol.
So jus lettin ya know, I had a dream- twas another fun adventure and I'm eagerly awaiting what I'll have tonight. Though... I really wish I was this creative when I'm DRAWING then when I'm asleep. *grumbles* So much talent seemsta be wasting on my dreams lol
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