Dreams

I've always wondered: do people like hearing/reading about other people's dreams? I've been thinking about this lately, especially in relation to my own dreams. The last few days I've been having amazing, beautiful, and sometimes frightening dreams. The subject matter has been everywhere, including touchable nebulae in the earth's atmosphere to holographic woodland creatures inside grocery stores being used as distractions for terrorists. You know, usual dream stuff. At least for me.

I know I can't accurately describe these dreams to anyone without letting them live inside my brain for awhile; the visuals are what really make the dreams. I'm a very visual person, so the imagery usually has the most impact in my dreams, and not so much the dialogue. I think the closest way I could get someone to understand my dreams would be to create artwork depicting scenes from them.

My good friend Sam recently had a dream that amazes me:

"[L]ast night [I] dreamt in literature. Seriously, instead of seeing my dreams I had words scrolling telling me what I was dreaming about. I'm so exhausted-- and I never want to see a book again."

I think that is absolutely fascinating--that is something I'm sure my subconscious would never create. I like hearing about crazy dreams like this. In other situations, I don't find listening/reading about others' dreams interesting at all. Obviously, it also depends on the person and how they explain their dreams. I think I'm also interested in hearing about others' dreams when I want to know more about a person--it's like stepping into their shoes for awhile.

Do you like hearing about dreams?

Market Day

I will have a booth at Market Day again! November 26th.

Halloween costumes

Halloween is definitely my favorite holiday. I even included my cats in on the Halloween festivities this year (!)

Bean as Beanie Weenie

Senator Lyle Fluffykins, preparing his rhetoric for election season.

Sir Ferdinand Lewis, charming all the boys with his smashing fashion sense.




Myself as Weird Al Yankovic in the late '80s/early '90s




Tom as Hippie Jesus (aka himself... he had no costume)

Paper Dress

In Intermediate Sculpture Class, we recently had a project to make a sculpture out of paper. That was the only stipulation--that it had to be made out of some form of paper. It could be stapled, glued, taped, burned, crumpled, or manipulated in any other way.

For my project, I used maps of Illinois and Pennsylvania (picked up at rest stops on long, summer road trips), and paper Whole Foods bags from work for the majority of the dress. For the flower-like decorations, I used rolled up pieces of paper from a finished book of Sudoku puzzles. I used shredded paper to decorate the neckline and bottom hem.







I used staples and glue for all of it--no sewing. It didn't come out perfectly, but I think I did all right considering I've never made a piece of clothing this complicated before, let alone out of paper. My next dress will definitely be out of fabric, as the durability and practicality of this piece is certainly questionable :)

Design blogs make me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I waste (enjoy) way too much time looking at them. I especially enjoy:
http://sweethomestyle.tumblr.com/

Vines vines vines classy vines.

I would love to live in this room.

Long time, no blog.

It's been over a year since I've used this blog, but now is the time for a revival! I want to write about my arts, crafts, inspiration, and random life happenings. I also want to try and take more photos and post them on here. Here goes.