WAS IT A DREAM?

I believe there is collective knowledge of experiences that we all share as a species. What one person experiences we all experience deep down in subconscious memory. Sometimes, rarely, we get a glimpse of what another of us knows or has experienced. I think that explains discoveries being made close together in time of the same things but at widely separated laboratories. History is full of examples. There are no coincidences. If epigenetics provides a pathway of shared experiences and knowledge from ancestral members, then take that a step further to a kind of telepathic sharing on a global human level. Heavy stuff.

There is a universe of things we don’t know yet.

Well, today I would say that I was dreaming of “Greys”. The question is: How would I know or imagine Greys at such an early age? Another memory is real, about my early childhood. When I asked my mother about that memory many years later, she could not confirm it. That will have to be a different painting. I

promise you I will paint it sometime for you.

You all know by now that these are not just paintings. They are life experiences. They are my life experiences. True art should reveal something about the artist, don’t you think? I don’t think I could bring myself to paint just a painting without interjecting something of myself in them.