Y los sueños, sueños son. My collage for Let's Make a Collage - A Contest for All Creatives on Hive - Round 68
"...Y los sueños, sueños son"
When I saw @shaka's picture, I was so tired. I literally fell asleep on the snow field. It was a very brief moment. I don't think I dreamed, but I woke up with the idea of looking for statues. However, statues are, by material definition, heavy, and the feeling I retained (like a sort of warm spot on my chest) was one of lightness. While that was happening, a verse by Pedro Calderón de La Barca came to my mind "...and dreams are dreams".
Then I saw it, it was the photograph described as a sad clown. But I was not seeing a clown, I was seeing a child.
This is the photo provided by @shaka for this round. In my dream or in my collage, the mountains stacked up almost like a tower that is lost in the fog.
I was seeing a child lost in some vague turn of the dream
He was a child lost in some vague turn of the dream. The idea is strangely chilling. It's what I take away from the cold of the snowy field.
The scenery @shaka is beautiful. I have built a dream there that unsettles me. I did not dream it. I didn't exactly dream it.
I would love to be able to write a Borgean phrase. Something like "I owe to the conjunction of a photograph and the memory of a verse of Calderón ..." I feel like that's where I could start a good fantasy story.
For the moment, this story will remain as unfinished as the meaning of this image is for me.
Writing on the wings of the stone birds
Dreams, even those terrible ones that throw us deep into the most solid rocks, can fly.
Dreams are birds and sometimes they are stone birds that stare at us from the other side of things.
There is a star like a passage or a tunnel. I don't know.
Maybe it's just there and it's not worth clinging to any sense.
I put some paint on the cap, some on the cheek. The child languishes in the cold for some time now.
I wrote Calderon's verse on paper wings for his dream to fly and, who knows, maybe he can fly away from the cold.
Yo sueño que estoy aquí
destas prisiones cargado,
y soñé que en otro estado
más lisonjero me ví.
¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí.
¿Qué es la vida? Una ilusión,
una sombra, una ficción,
y el mayor bien es pequeño:
que toda la vida es sueño,
y los sueños, sueños son.
(La vida es sueño. Pedro Calderón de La Barca)
Artist friends, I highly recommend that you participate in the weekly Let's Make a Collage rounds. Round 68 is currently running. You can see the rules here
Dear @adncabrera,
Thank you for the poem from Calderon de La Barca. Like visiting an old friend :) Your collage is a perfect complement to that poem. Where the mind takes us, if we let it....
Good luck in the contest!
No sé quién dijo que la imaginación es un laberinto en el cual lo difícil no es entrar sino salir. Creo que tanto entrar como salir es muy arduo, pero es cierto, la mente tiene sus propias formas, más alla´de lo que el cerebro piensa.
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Bello poema, no leo muchos poemas honestamente pero tu poema es propio par el collage. Es una buena idea apoyarse de poemas, versos y hasta canciones para inspirarse a crear algo visual! Buena suerte!🤗
Hola! Es un gusto verte por aquí. Creo, casi tengo la certeza, de que lo que hago casi siempre es ilustrar. En todo lo que hago las palabras casi siempre vienen antes.
Gracias por tus buenos deseos. Te deseo suerte a ti también. Hiciste un bello trabajo, así que ya has ayudado bastante a la fortuna.
Hermosa composición y quedó perfecta con el poema👍🤗
Gracias, @kismeri. Siempre eres muy amable. Tengotodavía pendiente pasar a ver tu trabajo. Quiero recargar un poco mi pobre voto.
Un abrazo.
Bienvenida siempre.
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Quite a bit of symbolism in your collage. Congratulations. I wish you luck in the contest. 👍 😎
Un sueño perfecto acompañado del poema “la vida es un sueño” en el limbo azul de tu paisaje.
@adncabrera, una buena elección para tu collage.
Gracias , @querida @evagavilan2. Esta fue una experiencia creativa extraña. Muy conectada con el sueño.
Tu collage tiene un caracter completamente literario, @adcabrera. Veo allí un soñador que se desdobla y se apoya en la poesía para resolver la incógnita de su tristeza y de la falta se sentido de la vida. Me gustó mucho.
Gracias por tu lectura de mi collage, querida @gracielaacevedo. Fue una experiencia creativa bastante rara para mí. Casi completamente guiada por las sensaciones de un sueño. Sí, creo que está bastante marcado por lo literario. Un abrazote.
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