This image is one of a series on dreams. It depicts a dream of flight and fear, shadowed places, strange people.
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The old hospital where my 3 daughters were born was being torn down. I wanted to record its last days. It was a fascinating tableau that I came upon: Abstract destruction with sinks dangling, wires and twisted pipes, the walls still mostly intact. I use it for the basis of this collage, with ghosts in the doorways, a photo of a baby (born there), and the cows coming home.
A favorite fishing spot, the photo old and discolored. The water obscures people lost to me, just as the passage of time does. It also holds life in the form of turtles (a symbol for longevity) and a school of small whales. Youth rises from the depths, a descendant of the lost ones. The flowers are newly bloomed and life carries on in its heedless way.
The background is a detail from an abstract painting - a metaphor for the abstraction of thought. This young woman is surrounded by birds, and she is probably pondering flight and feathers, but not necessarily..
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In August the spiders go on vacation. They fly through the air on a thousand webs. This image consists of a photo of my garden seen through the window screen at dusk that is festooned with webs made golden by the setting sun. And a little Photoshop magic.