Roses have always been symbolic to me. Some give them as gifts. We see them at weddings; funerals.
I’m sharing an older, more simple design today that some of you may have already seen if you follow any of my “Daydreams” accounts on social media.
I share this in memory of my late father, for Father’s Day. & Also for my Uncle Pat, who passed away in January. My great uncle was another one of the amazing father figures I’ve been blessed with in this life.
I miss them both terribly, but they’ve made me realize just how lucky I am to still have some special men in my life that hold the title of “father” in more way than one.
While the last few months have been different to say the least, it’s great to be back here at our little castle in the clouds.
Since I haven’t stopped designing while away, we decided to continue SleepySundays here for a while to showcase any new designs.
I’ve had dreams lately again of other worlds. Some just like this one & some completely strange & just as beautiful. Some brought ideas for other projects that I’ve written down for later use. That was some of the inspiration behind these upcoming designs.
Sundays lately have been a rest time for my family, but I still feel a draw to my work. So I’ve been working on some background sets in my spare time. This is one of those sets from a surreal series. I like the color palette for this one & may use it for another.
While most of you wait until October to see some of my horror-inspired designs, I remind you that horror is where my love for art and design began.
With a string of vivid dreams and nightmares lately, it’s no surprise I took a break from my tradition of spring floral sets to work on a horror piece.
My personal life has my career feeling like bloodletting lately. My love for art has not left me, however, the strain of having to design on a schedule has been a nightmare. Art has been a cathartic release, even if the scheduling causes me pain.
Financial stresses make operation a lot more difficult as well. As always, we will see what the cards hold.
With all that’s been going on lately, my dreams have been more vivid than ever. So I revoked the power of an old tradition between my grandfather & I & started noting a dream journal of sorts again. In a recent dream journey, a woman told me “Beyond the forest path, there lies another world.” So that was the inspiration behind this title & that is exactly the direction I followed.