I Dream of Art
It’s funny how dreams work. Some things you can understand and compare to your life, while others are just complete nonsense. My dreams are incredibly vivid, they pull me into a whirlwind of senses so intense that I often wonder what is real. One of the last things I did the other night before I went to sleep was respond to a post on Facebook between my friend Heatherlyn and I.
Her and her husband, Jason ventured out one evening to find a delightful box of free goodies outside their favorite music store. Heatherlyn gathered a pile of vintage sheet music and instructional books to be used to both create and inspire her. She inspired me to venture out and find a similar treasure, one to enjoy and use to create something new.
I fell fast asleep that night, dreaming that I was running into a house demolition just before the roof was about to collapse. I somehow had the knowledge that the house contained a plethora of boxes filled with vintage newspapers, sheet music, and books. I ran quickly into the dark room, coughing and struggling to see through the thick clouds of dust that surrounded me. I spotted the boxes and grabbed what I could with the time I had. The weight of my new treasures began to fill my arms when my Dad poked his head around the corner, hardhat and all, telling me it’s time to get out of the house. I clutched the papers close as I ran out of the building, smiling and filling my mind with the unexpected goodness these materials would see.
I woke in the morning feeling like I had one mission for my day: to find some awesome vintage paper. If I was in Minnesota, I would have known right where to go to. Vintage and re-usable goodies are always right at my fingertips, whether it be from my own personal stash, my Dad’s house, or my favorite vintage or thrift shops. But, I am in LA now and have no idea where the good spots are.
I ended up at a friend’s house that afternoon, who happens to be both a huge music buff and works in the industry. I asked him where the best spots might be to find vintage paper, sheet music, or even a used bookstore. The only conclusion we came to was to buy actual sheet music and age it with tea, patina or some other kind of finish. Maybe next time, but not today.
I left his house and decided to make a quick stop at the Goodwill down the street. They had a large bookshelf filled floor to ceiling with used books. I was shuffling along when I came across a lonely road map lying on the bottom shelf. I instantly picked it up. My mom taught me how to read a map on our first road trip when I was seven years old; I’ve been fascinated with them ever since. My mind began to wander as my ideas transformed. I’m like a kitty cat when it comes to distractions.
On my drive home that night, I began to think of all the cool things I could do with the map. Several projects are currently in the works, stay tuned for some more awesome tutorials!