Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Ladder Tree

There's some (things) hidden in the tree - I will reveal all in an edit later today. The paragraph below is about the genesis of this image - that is, I'm probably not the first person ever to come up with this idea, but here's how it happened for me.

My extremely unsentimental father is on his own now, my mother died last year. He is concerned with getting their house in perfect shape for the heirs to sell. I dreamed last night that he was improving the house by taking out the stairs to the basement, what was left was very precipitous - as in completely vertical and three or four stories' worth of height. In his enthusiasm he had trapped me in the attic with some small flowers, resembling one of my mother's pots of African violets, which were dying and which I needed to get to water. My sister (AKA "The Rock") was deputized to climb up the skeletal structure which was left and persuade me to climb down, which she did. I descended, clutching the flowers, and stated that "It wasn't as hard as it looked".

It probably connects with yesterday's green technology post also. I'm putting it up as a t-shirt on redbubble.


Did you guess?

In news related to the explanatory paragraph, I've been making dinner for my father a couple of times a week. When asked if I'd be making dinner tonight, he replied he'd be happy to do so if I wanted Safeway pizza and french fries for dinner. Guess who's making dinner...

33 comments:

Jasmine said...

Good to hear your dad is keeping busy and making his own plans.

I love your tree. Did you stencil the leaves?

steve said...

Well written and a good metaphor for the Ladder Tree. This reminds me of some of your earlier work, which I've enjoyed very much.

Fresca said...

Wow! When my mother died, my sister and I both had a series of dreams about houses too (I suppose it's a classic)---but none of mine were quite this loaded with imagery.

Actually, wait! No, you remind me--there was a rich dream about a door in her place that had been locked shut but now opened onto a path to the sea... (and there was lots more stuff to it too)--I'd forgotten!
Thanks for the reminder.

ger said...

It´s quite a burden, isn´t it, being future heir to someone´s nest... (same with my mother)

Megan said...

Well, since I was with my niece & nephew this weekend, I am inexorably reminded of the end of "Go Dog, Go!"

Where are those dogs going?
To the tree! To the tree!

What is up there on top of that tree?

(I must have read it 20 times...)

Reya Mellicker said...

What? No ads for tungsten wedding bands? Awww ... c'mon.

Just kidding.

I love this image and look forward to seeing what's hiding in the branches.

xx

Charles Gramlich said...

I remember having to climb a tree to get my son out of it when he was little bitty.

Tammie Lee said...

awesome dream. dreams are so interesting and your art, well I just love it. I clicked to see it bigger, there is a dark patch, maybe that is something....

Cláudia said...

It's easier to climb up a tree than to climb it down.

I see a cat face in the tree, but I am probably going nuts.

I am very curious about what you have hidden in that lovely foliage.

Titus said...

Lovely image, interesting dream. I've peered at the image and nothing has materialised for me yet.

Eva said...

I'm pretty sure that watering dreams mean to nourish a neglected side of oneself. It took me a long time to find out What I was neglecting. The dreams grew more urgent. The thirsty being was almost dead. In the end, it was a new love affair that did the quenching after changing my point of view about the kind of person I was looking for.
This means that the dream can also recommend to change direction.

ArtSparker said...

Charles - I can imagine few situations which would provide as much satisfaction as the extraction of one's progeny from a tree.

Eva - It certainly seems to be nurturing-related. The fact that my sister appeared as a guide is some sort of encouragement towards...courage perhaps? Thank you for your close reading.

Jasmine - It's all done in photoshop, however the leaves look a lot like those in a potato print project I did some years back.

Bill said...

Great image! It reminded me of poem by Mervyn Peake I'm always quoting:

I heard a winter tree in song,
Its leaves were birds, a hundred strong,
When all at once it ceased to sing,
For every leaf had taken wing.

Cláudia said...

To let it go!

So beautifully portrayed, Susan!

ArtSparker said...

Bill, oh my goodness, well, there you go...

Bee said...

I didn't guess at all! I'm ready for those green birds to come and nest on the trees again, though.

If I lived a bit closer, I would send your father (and familial dining companions) a nice vegetable soup and some oatmeal cookies.

The Crow said...

I didn't guess and was nicely surprised when I scrolled down to your reveal. Lovely piece, Susan; well-designed and oh-so-artfully executed.

:)

Tom said...

echo above...great also in that it is true. How often can you look at something and not really see everything it has to offer? Your dad reminds me of mine--don't know what he'd eat if mom wasn't around...probably cookies.

ArtSparker said...

Crow - Yes, I think I have to do more with the scrolling thing.

ArtSparker said...

Tom - It's sort of an instant reversion to be a teenage boy, with no Mom to regulate diet...

Ginga Squid said...

Wow - what a cryptic dream!
I love the image - and no, I didn't guess.

Don said...

Yep, my dad is the same after my mothers death.

Clowncar said...

Just gorgeous. Both the first one and the denouement. I did not guess.

And some of us like Safeway pizza...

femminismo said...

Lovely tree and meaningful dream. The Rock - everyone needs a sister or brother like that. I like how the "tree" takes flight.

Celeste Bergin said...

I love dreams. I used to have a very complicated "plot" dream every night. For some reason they've come to a stop..which is a drag, because they were always so entertaining. I know that most dream "experts" agree that dreams are a way to solve some of our waking problems. I like that you like your blogging audience enough to share your dreams with. It's an honor to be invited to share your dream!
Beautiful ladder/tree/birds in flight.

Poet in Residence said...

won
-derful
magic

yvette said...

a surreeel picture shows your dream, your urge to mother the flowers.
And your imagination brings you at high hights.
Lets fly away..ok?

love
yvette

Titus said...

No! Cool.

Elizabeth Seaver said...

This tree is amazing and wonderful. I am afraid that I had no eyes to see your vision before you laid it out for us. Thanks for sharing it!

justdoodleit said...

Wonderful interpretation of the dream...Theme and colors are both so uplifting!

Jessie said...

What a lovely image with the birds shaped from leaves flying away!

tanaudel said...

Re making dinner: Your dad?
:)

Tomás Serrano said...

Simply great. I love this kind of illustrations you do. Now I need translading the text... Some words escape me...