Sketchbook of Dreams

I feel I should explain a little bit about these. The text is copied directly from my hastily scrawled on notebook that I keep next to my bed. The text is kind of broken because I am usually half asleep when I write it With memorable dreams I sketch out a quick scene a few minutes after getting up, and then I usually do a painting in the following few days. I've include the text/sketch/finished painting. I hope whoever reads this enjoys them!



July 6th, 2012


I realized that I was lost and I was scared. I knew that I was going to be very cold soon, because I could see the snow. A bit confused because I didn’t feel cold, but I knew it was coming and I didn’t have a jacket. The castle in the background was odd looking and very reflective. I think it was made of some sort of rock I’ve never seen before. As I walked toward the castle I was obsessing over the trees. They looked odd and twisted. The light was creating an orange glow on them. I started to feel cold and I heard someone crying. I walked over the hill and saw an almost naked woman chained to the snow. She appeared to be floating and it terrified me. I wanted to help her, but I could tell she was dangerous so I didn’t approach. I could feel heat coming off of her, and it was comforting in a weird way. She was melting the snow. I started to laugh because I could tell she was powerful, but for some reason she was too weak to pull the chains out of the snow. I don’t know why I thought that was funny. I snuck around her from a distance and tried to make my way to an archway. The snow got stronger and I thought I was going to freeze to death.



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