About twenty years ago, I kept having a recurring dream/nightmare that involved a home I bought which had a very evil feeling. It was a three story Victorian with a basement, and the dream always was portrayed in the dark. The basement felt safest, yet empty. The attic felt the scariest. This dream came to me at least 10 times over the course of about a year. Then one day, I stopped having them.
While this painting doesn't represent that dream, the house reminds me of the one in the dream. Eyes watching you, darkness surrounds the house, and it's a multi-story home. Unlike the one in my dream, I painted this one with cheerful colors of pink, teal and gold. I did not have a detailed plan for this piece. Other than the shape of the house, all of the whimsical details were spontaneous and were not in the dream.
The dreams we have at night are a pretty special place to be, I do believe they are another realm of reality to embrace, even if they are scary.
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