My mother and I were both pregnant, but I was a seventeen-year-old boy and my mother was my mother, so this could not be. Also I knew that the father of our progeny was one and the same. This was illogical and confusing. I was afraid and I looked to my mother for support.
In the dream, I was sitting at a table in the kitchen when I felt a strange stirring deep in my body. My heart throbbed in my chest, panic gripped me by the throat and I cried out for help. In an instant my mother came down from her bedroom. She was carrying a small towel and she moved quickly, but she seemed calm. I was reassured. My mother took control of the situation.
‘Stand up. Hold your right hand above the sink and make it taut – stretch it as wide as you can.’
I did as I was told. My fingers were splayed, as if straining to play an impossible chord on an invisible piano. I could feel a thrusting movement in my index finger. The movement persisted and then, something appeared from under my fingernail. I could just make out the head of a small creature. It was black and slimy and desperately trying to squeeze itself out. Eventually the creature emerged, a tiny frog, connected to my finger by an umbilical strand, dangling, like the bloody thread of a child’s loose tooth. The process was repeated until, from each of my four fingers, miniature amphibians oozed and wriggled. I fainted. In the depths of my dream I knew that I was dreaming.
Later that day I met my friend Jake for a drink in the local pub. Jake was older than me and a bit of a hippy. He was into the weird, the wonderful and all things spiritual. Perhaps this is why I felt prepared to tell him about the dream that was still so fresh in my mind. Jake seemed impressed by my story.
‘That’s amazing man. What a scary…
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Story / Tarina
New Clear Vision I & New Clear Vision II is a set of serigraphs that reflect my changing view of Europe. #I is a solemn look at Europe’s past. #II is a enthusiastic look into Euroopppa’s future.
I spent a period of my childhood living in England and Germany and holidaying in other European countries. My Dad was a military officer who shared his passion for military history, so we would often visit battlefields. I was a child where threat of nuclear war was a usual a topic around the dinner table. So, I grew up with a view of post war Europe that is reflected by peasants toiling in the fields doing inane tasks (New Clear Vision I).
My new personal view of Euroopppa is full of potential and a new found energy. The Wall being down, the Channel, and the Euro have added a new twist to the mix. While I am aware that my personal view is naive I am now looking forward to Europe’s future that is reflected by the potential energy stored in the archer’s bow (New Clear Vision II).
New Clear Vision I: 44″ x 30″ — 111.8cm x 76.2 cm, serigraph
New Clear Vision II: 44″ x 30″ — 111.8cm x 76.2 cm, serigraph
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Printmaking / Taidegrafiikka