Butterfly Dreaming
$3,800.00
It is crucial in the Dream tradition that I be neither a man, nor a woman — not anything in particular. No day or night or afternoon exists in these diffused specifics. No speech, no thought here… just clear rememberence. One instance I entered one of my own sketches. The butterfly I drew lay at the corner of a crumpled paper at the edge of my sleep. My feeling became her. And I, we, she, took off to chase balloons across the expanse of a white table and a vase of daisies. And as we flew and flew, the vine kept reaching higher and higher, deep over deep, blue over blue.
Size: 30″ X 22″
Media: Chronologic and Multilayered application of Oil on specialty surface
Frame Included: YES – Hand Crafted Frame Part of the Artwork
