Through the course of a long dream, which included a carnival, a Taylor Swift concert (?!?), and the digging of artifacts, a doll was discovered and then, by a curious, extended process, she was transformed into a transcendent golden filly. She was the most beautiful, graceful horse, and when she turned her soft muzzle towards me we were both lit with joy.
When I wrote down the dream, I could recognize some of the alchemical process contained in the dream, but what captivated me then, and now, is the feeling I had, this deep connection, a shimmering tenderness between the horse and myself.
To turn this into art I wove her into the scene of a January sunrise I experienced with a very dear friend. She becomes a golden horse of the dawn, the light of rebirth and transformation, but also soft, ephemeral, cast with shades of lavender, gold, pink, and peach. Of all the pieces in my show “Dreaming Animals,” this piece feels like it emerged from a closed space in my heart that is now lit with a tender beauty.
Through the course of a long dream, which included a carnival, a Taylor Swift concert (?!?), and the digging of artifacts, a doll was discovered and then, by a curious, extended process, she was transformed into a transcendent golden filly. She was the most beautiful, graceful horse, and when she turned her soft muzzle towards me we were both lit with joy.
When I wrote down the dream, I could recognize some of the alchemical process contained in the dream, but what captivated me then, and now, is the feeling I had, this deep connection, a shimmering tenderness between the horse and myself.
To turn this into art I wove her into the scene of a January sunrise I experienced with a very dear friend. She becomes a golden horse of the dawn, the light of rebirth and transformation, but also soft, ephemeral, cast with shades of lavender, gold, pink, and peach. Of all the pieces in my show “Dreaming Animals,” this piece feels like it emerged from a closed space in my heart that is now lit with a tender beauty.