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Memoirs of a Bug Trapper

Alison isn’t faceless

Filed under: Art, Friends — Garden Lulu at 10:01 am on Thursday, March 8, 2007

Here is one of the paintings I was having a hard time with. This is a little history about the women that inspired this painting. I have been walking with Alison and it has definately helped me to push myself. She is young, has done Iron man, raised money for charity, and is working on her PHD. Yet she still takes the time to walk with me. I understand her because I have been a runner until my knees would no longer let me. We walk and talk about all kinds of women issues from self sabotage, eating disorders and mostly why women don’t take care of themselves. It seems like we talk for miles but it’s only 4, and it takes us a lot longer then it should but what I have learned is so important and it’s making me be a better person. I feel honored to know her. I believe she will do great things in her life. Even though i think of her as a friend I wonder if her gentle words are coaching me in her own Phd quest. I really never believed I was a painter, I never thought that I had what it takes. I still feel a little overwhelmed and maybe a little sad that I don’t have what it takes to be a “Fine Artist” but I actually have been calling myself a painter, I think that’s a good sign. I have been lucky enough to have 5 months off from work. I have been trying to paint every day. Billie Joe (Artist) told me to assign myself a project,and that tip works. I fine that so satisfying.
This is Alison, she is faceless for the moment but she will change I’m sure.
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Dreams and what they Mean

Filed under: Art, supernatural — Garden Lulu at 12:32 am on Thursday, March 8, 2007

As some of you know I’m a big dreamer in lots of ways. I love to dream. I love to day dream. It makes be creative. The more I dream the more I’m able to paint. I was lucky enough to be able to have a really wonderful women interpet my dream for me recently(Angel Morgan dream Coach). I have never done that before but she shared with me some of her thoughts on one of my dreams. One of the things I did was to paint my dream. This painting is a combination of two dreams that I had that were exceptional.
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On Feb 23, 2007, at 9:17 AM, groovieghoulie wrote: This is the letter i wrote to Angel Morgan.

The drawing that you see is a full sheet of watercolor paper. Half of the dream is on one half and half of my other dream is what I call my “orgone dream.” This dream made me start to paint in a more illustrative manner. I told a friend of mind(Sam) that I met on the internet who was a scientist about my dream and he told me that i was talking about Orgone. I didn’t know anything about orgone energy before that.

My Orgone dream
It has been nearly two years since I had that original dream.
It was so amazing I have never forgotten it. I remember looking to the sky and seeing energy, I took what looked like a lighting rod, and would aim it in the direction of the energy and tried to fill white thin porcelain alabaster jars with the energy but when I would go to close the jars it would crack the jars. I had a friend that was a musician that I wanted to show the energy too. He didn’t see the energy so I showed him how I would fill the jar. I would try and cap the jar and it would break. Sam my friend watched me try and do this two or three times. He then said to me “I can’t see the energy but I can hear it.” As it comes to the rim of the jar and he then asked me if I could hear the vibration, I told him “no”. He was surprised but he offer to tell me when the jar was almost full and he would cap it. We capped several jars and Sam thought we should take it to the university for testing. When we got to the university people thought we were crazy. But some of the people believed us. The people that believed in the engery you could see their attitudes change when we open the jars in the room. Several professor wanted to study the energy. They nicknamed it love potion. One of the things that we noticed was that there had to be two of us to fill the jar. One that could see it, and one that could hear it. I taught sam’s daughter who could see it, and Sam taught my son who could hear to cap and listen for the vibration. I just remember this Dream being so real.

This was Angels Morgans response to me:
If this were my dream, I would wonder how two years ago, I had felt like my fluid life energy, chi, etheric body, or “orgone” energy was getting bottled up.
I would ask myself, what kind of rigid but fragile authority in my life (or in myself) is trying to contain what wants to break out, to flow and be understood as love potion.
(alabaster= rigid, fragile, and white= authority according to Native American symbolism due to the whitening of hair of our elders)
I would not see the breaking of the jars as a “bad” thing.
I would honor my friend Sam as a teacher, and valuable connection in my life. An allie.
I would think about what happened to me, or around me, when I was two or three years old (2 or 3 jars were filled), and how that has affected my bottling up.
I would ask Sam, in daydream or re-dream, to sing to me what he hears when he listens to the jars.
I would thank him, in waking life, for his participation in my dream.
I would tell all the University people who do not understand my love potion energy, that they are in my dream, and I am the dreamer and that they are all parts of me.
They should all be in support of everything I do… that they should be my allies. I would explore how I feel misunderstood or judged by people in my waking life.
I would continue this conversation with them until I feel supported by them.
I would thank the smart people who allow themselves to “feel the love” in my dream.
How amazing that my own inner authorities (several professors) are studying my energies.
My energies that are connected to cosmic, electric, lightning bolt energy… active and magnetic…
I would think I am looking deeply into myself and discovering many things.
In my waking life, I would offer some tobacco or sage to mother earth and thank her for the gift of the dream.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful dream, and your beautiful painting.

Angel

Angel Morgan is a Dream coach living in Ashland, Oregon working on her PHD. She is has Dream Circles and does dream interpetation over the phone or in person. Contact me personally for her information.

This was very fun for me and I really would love to study more about dreaming and the effects that it has on us. I hope you like this.

Crypts of Paris

Filed under: Art — Garden Lulu at 11:39 pm on Wednesday, March 7, 2007

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I have been struggling with painting nothing was working for me. The mosaic wall on “Orgone dream” was driving me crazy. I was just disappointed in my sketching and disappointed in how things were turning out on the alison paintng. I wanted to get better and I was seeming to regress instead of getting better.
For me I’m one of those kind of people that has to be inspired by my outside world. Well while lurking on my daughter Myspace page I saw these great Crypt doors. I was lucky enough that it was a friend of my daughters and he sent me a large version of them so I could paint them. I struggled with the angles. It’s a bit out of proportion, and not great but it was quick and helped me get over feeling not creative. I hope that you like them.