This is the magician with three clocks, doves flutter up his cloak, and the clocks represent the past, present, and no time. No time is my way of describing that endless sense of time inside someone’s mind. One of my favourite drawings.
I don’t know if heaven is the past, maybe it is. Maybe we all came from heaven. The present clock is symbolised by the phases of the moon and four hands. Three hands pointing to the full moon and one to the waning moon. I suppose this symbolises balance.
This is one of my favourite drawings because it symbolises the calling of the powers within oneself.
I think this drawing started with the image of the rosy cross in the stain glass window in the middle of the drawing. I wanted to portray secrets of old, of what we do know of religion.
A man or monk stands pouring water into the cup of life or immortality in the right window.
I think the rosy cross and the cup of life are in separate windows because they are different secrets, and i don’t believe- if there are people associated with the rosy cross, that they would have known the secret to immortality.
i think the secret to immortality is to just be, and then you feel the eternal. I know it isn’t that simple, but i like to keep things simple.
The people in the picture represent Leonardo Da Vinci with something to say about the Rosy Cross, and I do wonder what it is he would say, a self portrait holding a scroll and other figures I saw when i had schizophrenia. Everyone holds a scroll because they have something to say. I am not sure why I draw figures I saw during schizophrenia, maybe it’s just to give them a place in my life. To be able to point and say, I saw that. I am lucky to be able to draw it, so it just doesn’t stay as a figment of my imagination to haunt me.
I was inspired to draw this because i saw in mind during schizophrenia, people sitting in orange brightly lit up globe houses, that stood on long black stilts.
The houses looked brightly lit, warm, and very comfortable. Rather like a little bubble that one could immerse themselves in and read. The people in these orange globes had strange hair and clothes, and I immediately felt a bond with them.
Drawing this i do wish, these globe houses existed and people really did live in them. !
Here is also a self portrait with the godself, to give some perspective as to size of the globes, they aren’t very big, each just nice for one person.
This is an interesting drawing to me, it shows an idea that there are beings out there that transcend different levels of consciousness.
The first is an archangel, and an enlightened man, and an angel behind him. Different beings with different responsibilities and different levels of spirituality.
None is more powerful than the other, and they cycle together or work together. Just my impression of what people talk about. I think the blue angel on the back of the bicycle is like the guardian angel.
The archangel leads the way, but is helped by an enlightened being. everyone working together.
I don’t know sometimes if this man that appears in my drawing is a hermit or homeless. but he travels to places in my mind that are lurking deep in my subconscious.
This is the image of the hermit reaching for the moon. There is something very satisfying about drawing this, because i know i have always wanted to touch the moon, to hold it in my hands, to rest my face against it.
This is an artwork portraying what people say happens when you dream or die, your soul leaves through your feet. Apparently its better if you leave through your feet rather than your soul passing from your head.
This image shows a woman dreaming, and a guide gently guiding her soul. Angels come to aid as well, and it feels like how i feel before i sleep. Sometimes i feel as if i hear an angel whisper in my ear, and i feel guided.
When I had schizophrenia I visualized in my mind that I was walking into a great hall, the floors were plain cement and deep magenta coloured silk curtains were blowing in the breeze, obscuring the person behind them. When i approached, it was someone I loved, playing the guitar, he had wild teased up hair and he kept calling me.
This is one of many drawings of that experience, my impression of the person that I saw. Its somehow poetic, and a bit darker. the person in my visualization was more simple, in black t shirt and jeans.
I drew a green three headed unicorn while i had schizophrenia. I was always fascinated by it and wondered why i drew it. It was like one of those animal totems the native americans are talking about. Well this is mine, the three headed unicorn.
I think there is a magician inside of me, to do art feels like magic.
Someone commented that its a symbol from the underworld, but i don’t feel thats true, i don’t see why three headed unicorns can’t exist in the higher realms too.
I was afraid to draw a three headed unicorn at first, i felt judged, but after I drew it i realized how silly i had been. It is beautiful.
I love doors and windows and mirrors, anything that reflects someones own soul.
I drew this unexpectedly and it felt like a door had opened for me, my worked changed and seemed more peaceful. I felt the presence of something angelic and green leaves and vines twining themselves around the door.