For a time, I regularly collaged my dreams. Someone asked me recently, “Do you mean you put together a collection of related pictures?” I explained that they have the most impact if I form a scene capturing the feel of the dream (like the three I’m sharing in this post). The one above is from the time of my father’s death. In the dream, a giant is putting dolls in a fire, one by one. I thought it might have to do with the sense as a child that I couldn’t have my emotions on my face, I love a naturally shared smile but in recent years, it feels good to be present with my smile as a reflection of happiness, not forcing it when I’m not feeling it.
As my summer work (teaching a summer school program) winds to a close, I’ve found myself clearing my project table in the sun room (enclosed porch) in preparation for collaging again. It’s been several years since I made any. For this one, I chose a dream that takes place in the Afghan mountains. It had a powerful feeling, during a time of an important decision. The dream content seems to portray mental quandaries with images, metaphorically. At least that’s how I see it.
So far, I’ve gone through stacks of National Geographics and only need a few more clippings. The clipped photos are in a stack on the open 11.5×14 blank book that I’ve collaged in for a couple of decades. I’ll print a pic of myself since that’s part of the power of these collages, seeing myself in the dream. In a day or two, I’ll be ready to start cutting and glueing, forming the collage, a melding of disparate images to make a single, relatively cohesive one.
Maybe I’ll share the results next time!
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Marie Judson 
Very cool! Love your collage art. You’ve inspired me 😊
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Thanks, Robin! Your dream art inspires me!
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