Saturday, June 8, 2002

[Re: correspondence with Judy Carmichael - Pianist who played the Chihuly designed Steinway]

". . . Oh - I sent Judy Carmichael an email from her website. Thanking her for a great concert. Don't expect I'll be getting a response. What with her famous radio broadcasts and her busy career life. Just a fan, I. . ."

Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 10:04:48 -0700 (PDT)

Spencer Snippets: [Chihuly Exhibit]

"Well, tonight is Chihuly. I will try to find out if there are still tickets. I'll let you know before too late. I could run by and pick you up - and we could make it after rush hour is over. Still plenty of time - 8:30pm. Get there by 8:00 and still have the daylight to drive and look around. It's a beautiful place."

Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 10:04:48 -0700 (PDT)

Email to Spencer: [Snippets]

"Bengal Jewels in Standarton? Is the Eye of India one? The pieces of the puzzle are starting to fit together for me, a little. "

"Oh - the ozzners - I don't think it changes the meaning - it is not literal. I think it is just a "cat-word" symbolic of tones, sounds, (remember it was sung, and this makes it more song-like.) I thought maybe it referred to watchers. But, I've been giving it a lot of thought. I have been very aware of all the distractions in life. It said: "The ozzners are showing their ability to distract."

". . .And, I think that was a warning to get my act together. It came from the cat, too. If you think about the Sphinx - it guards the entrance to the tombs from the base of the Nile. Cats are the ultimate watchers. My cat sits like the Sphinx, at the foot of my bed, every night. As if watching, protecting, guarding against foes. . ."

Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 10:04:48 -0700 (PDT)

Email regarding the sketch I just mentioned:

Found a cool link in my email reminiscent of the dream - I was just writing my dream out - spoke of a Raphael-esque drawing I had made of my partner (?) and myself bathed in light from our Angels standing beside us, (as always they are there beside us) - I knew it was us, by the curly, scruffy hair, out of the 'Madonna' painting (Raphael) - we were looking up steps to an arena - the world was crowded upon, or into. All the people were very dark - made even darker by the intense shadows from our light - shining up the stairs. Light was so strong, it was like "shoving" its way thru the crowd. Very dramatic. I'll try to draw it, hard to describe. All in charcoal - great drama from shading effects which I luv. [I have that sketch saved in a small spiral sketch book.]

Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 10:04:48 -0700 (PDT)

Dream:
Someone had died in the family. My sister or I had to spend the night alone with the body while rest of family travelled somewhere. I didn't want to spend the night in mom's house with this body. (Might have been mother.) (She was one of messages on machine, when I awoke, this am, btw)

Then, I had fallen on hardship. Worried about having an old car I couldn't afford to replace. Also worried about my old coffee cup, and ashamed to have to keep using it.
A very nice man I knew from St.Elmo - used to be a fellow Tenor I sat by in our church choir - Bill Belden. Brother to the rich Belden Oil Family, there. He was so nice, he almost seemed a bit foolish. (I saw him at the funeral of my piano teacher, last May, and he always luvs to talk to me. Very nice man.)

Anyway, he wanted to give me his old coffee cup he didn't use, anymore. I think it was actually the car, tho. I just remember being saved by his gift. If that makes any sense. A wonderful "relieved" feeling from such a nice man. His family is extremely sweet - beautiful children, too.
Then, I was playing the organ - pedals and all. The rhythm was out of Sting's "I'll be wrapped around your finger" (Starts out with a line something about "always seeking knowledge," then "back in college", etc. that is the part I was playing. Sparkling dust was coming off the keys as I played. As if annointed. (I still play the organ for their church, sometimes - Easter, and special occasions.) I will always count that as one of my greatest joys, too.
Then, a very, very short lady walked thru the room - she was bitter and complaining about something. Maybe one of Bill's aunts or something. She was a relative, tho and belonged there. I had brought my portfolio to show them my new sketches. I wanted to give him one, to thank him. The little lady really liked them. She loved the one I described [in an earlier email, and I saved the actual sketch] of the light shining on the people. Then I woke up. Wild, eh? So clear with a plot, happy ending and everything!

5/12/02 - Cindy Schuman dream:
My good friend Cindy Schuman had cancer. I kept calling her at her mother's. She was on chemo.
We discussed the Mayor's plan to flood certain streets in Chicago, then it would turn into a giant iceberg. Only the most talented and smartest people would be re-located.
There was a concert in some classroom. I came to visit.
I remember talking to a young violinist. He wore mittens to protect his little fingers. We discussed finger technique for violin and the bow. Things I know absolutely nothing about. The only strings I ever played was the Bass for a few short weeks in H.S.

3/2/02 - Dream - Pigskin
- I kept saying "suppose we could find a way to duplicate skin. First choice was "pigskin". Next was wool (sheepskin). [*See Note Below]

- Also looked at porcelain and plastic arts and crafts - red and white.

- It was profound. No one would shut up - they kept yacking, interrupting with a bunch of small-talk.

- The "doc" kept listening - kept eye contact.

- I got very frustrated - I was not getting any help or feedback.

- I was in a conversation with a friend, who turned into a lday doctor. The sweetest, smartest woman I'd met.

- She asked me how I like my chest. (I had just had a cosmetic operation to fix that, in real life, not in a dream, btw.)

- I told her I loved it - "Too bad we couldn't duplicate it"

- She immediately picked up on in and stopped me and said "Allright, let's think about it."

- She put her hand on my shoulder and we turned and walked into a great room - a "think Tank"

- Many samples lay all around - like a store.

- One item was a big "Dictionary of Knowledge" - a knowledge base - or lab.

- I sat at the head of the table and lead the discussion, but it was all like "Alice in Wonderland" - no one was focusing - they were like kids - retarded.

(Right now, as I'm typing this, Marine is talking about how the Rockefellers and Vanderbilts were making oil out of 'hemp', before they decided to corner the market on oil???) He of course is high, and we are at work, no less. (Today is Saturday, May 22, 2004)

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- I woke up 10 mins. before alarm (Dream - Sat. 1:30-3:30am)

*Note: The next day, Scott told me that he had just gotten a book he ordered in the mail off Ebay - "Soilant Green" - it talks about life in the future - people are so desparate, they eat each other's flesh! Hmmmmm.

6/2 Dream Idea

"The ozzners are showing their ability to distract." - a msg sort of in a songlike form.

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"We [Italians] have given our right arms for you."

Song:
- Bach's "Tocatta and Fugue" - merged with "Listen to the Lambs" (Thought of Jeanne)[my childhood piano teacher]

Song:
Composed by John Ireland:
- "The towing (?) Path"
- "Merry" or "Mary" (?)

Cartoon Idea: "That Iracius Opposum!" (See illustration in folder)
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Sing song: (Verse I)

"Irascible Possum I is - I am

I'm off to beg for some food.

I go to market and dance for the queen,

For currant and parsley beet stew! (See Illus)
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- Bouncin'oppossum I yim, I yam

I'm off to lay in the road.

I've run to town, and now lay down,

To stare the night away. (See ILlus.)

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- A-ronius possum I yim, I yam,

I eat crayon ice cream and clay!

I bit a fat sow and made her go "yeow!"


And screamed at the children all day!

Song/Poem - sung to "An Artist's Life" - Strauss

"Knit me a story
Upon my fair arm
Of furries and cats and deeds.

I'll sing you a ditty
And ferry you on
With a swish and a quiver and quail.

2 Songs:
1.) "Carnival" opus 9 - Robert Schuman - piano solo (Haunting, long)

2.) Ralph Von Williams song (?)

12/19/00 - Dream with Jeanne and Keith:
- Jeanne and Keith were driving somewhere over the scene from Earth.

- Keith pointed his finger "Over there", and looked over and saw her photo exhibit featured at an exhibition (Musorgskys Pictures at an Exhibition?)

- It was at something like the "Old Town School of Folk Theatre and Film."

- We went to the Grand Opening with many fancy cars and famous couples - people from life.

- I just felt so belittled that HER little exhibit could get so much attention and "hype." I wondered why I couldn't do that - like with her confidence and execution?

- Keith replied "Just DO it! It's up to you!"

9/1/00 - Dream (First of September)
- The 1st day of Sept. - my all-time favorite month!)
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- I was James Bond, and had several women, including the mischevous "Pussy Galore."

- We had gone to a huge facility of some type - and everyone knew me as if I were a legend of some kind.

- We were secretly there, not as visitors, but to find the bomb that was buried there.

- As we were leaving - she noticed it was buried underground, beneath our bed.

July 9, 2000 - Children's Book Idea:

"Chimpanee Zoo"

- "Dolphin House" Publishing, "Dolphin Bay Press", "Dolphin Place", "Dolphin Bay" - Register a site: "DBAY.COM"

Publishing Imprint: "Chimpanee Station" (Waking hour Inspiration: 5/14/00) (see illustration)

- Register a website for this

Song:

- Chimpanee Zoo, Chimpanee Zoo,
I can't tell you
How I love you (repeat)

7/9/00 - Dream:
- I was working in my corporate job (all things there, and all the people were familiar to me "on the job").

- I noticed that Tommy Barg (who was also in our office), was getting all the new upgrades to his office - all expensive oak - the only air-conditioned room - new desk, etc.

- So, I got the bold idea that I wanted it all, too - so, I just moved right in. It was a recently vacated office in his "dept."

- I just started helping myself to all the best stuff. The boss just "realized" it was the right thing to do!

- The message was as if I was home at last!
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- Today it was revealed to me that I am right where I'm supposed to be! (Perhaps the music book and the publishing of it - all things point that way!

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- Also - I may be a part of some archetypal "trio" - Mindy, myself and maybe someone else from N.M.?

PIANO SOLO TO LEARN:
- 3rd Movement of John Noels Cain's "Four Characteristic Pieces" (American Composer)

ODe to Joe:

We've had our share of breaks and spills
Of that we can be sure.
From the Penthouse to the Pool
The "doctor" had a cure.

When there was fire or flood or ice, one number for to call
Our 9-1-1 was always heard, and Joe was on the ball.

With age, o'er time, a house doth creak,
Our building heaved a sigh -

To some, this "concrete anti-Christ"
Made noise enough to die.

And o'er the din came threats and sneers,
United naysayers all,

The "Joy Luck Club" brought vaudeville back

While rumors filled the hall!

Of all the milestones, big or small,
We raised our standards high -

Whether Com Ed, or even AT & T
No matter what they bring

Our Camelot was you, dear friend,
And all your schedul-ing.

Our values soared sky high these years
With Lancelot, our King!

Dream - Father's Day - FUll Moon
#1 - I saw Jamie standing by himself and he saw me coming up to him. I stopped. He was limping on his right leg. He appeared to instinctively "know" I came in Love.

- He paused, then reverted to his preconceived notions of hatred and resentment.

- Then he ran over to be with a female, we both knew - maybe Linda Hubbart?

#2 - My brother Tom (in real life) was sitting in the front seat of a car, and I was right behind him, comforting, "loving" him, stroking his hair and hugging him.

- Suddenly, I saw an old friend standing up - out of his wrecked car - from drinking and driving - it was either Erik (Danny's old friend), or perhaps Dave Sobol.

- We passed him by, as we sped along this sort of path in time.

- I was crouched down in the seat, so as to be safe from some evil "presence" - a darkness we were passing through.

- But, I was protected from this evil force, as long as I stayed low. We passed by my old H.S. and also Jeanne and Bob's house. (My H.S. music teachers.)