Thursday, January 10, 2008

Dreams and memories.


This is an old window taken from Keith's Grandmothers old house. After she died her house was updated and then sold. This old window was removed prior to the sale and given to Keith. It is about 2'x4', etched glass mounted in lead. A couple of the little panes are broken or missing. I am taking it in to a local glass artist be restored. I will sand down the frame and paint it black. Then we will hang it in the window over the front door to show it off. We will think of Grandma every time we look at it.
I have a few things that were my Grandmothers. The antique brass candle sticks, and brass iron rest amongst other things. Nothing of any real value, but worth their weight in sentimental value. I remember helping grandma to polish the brass when I was a little girl in England. The old house was so damp that the brass would start to turn green.
I suppose if these things were gone, I would still have the memories. Actually, the way my memory is , I wouldn't be surprised if one of these days I look at the old brasses and don't remember how I came about them! I hope my memory never gets so bad that I forget the people I love.
That's such a sad thing. Something I see alot of in my work. People with alzheimers, who can't remember their own name or the faces of their family. Funny how the mind works isn't it? Now forgetting about the bad stuff, I can understand. But why do we have to forget the good stuff too? And why is it that some people never forget a thing? There are centurion with minds as sharp as tacks. If I live to be 100, which I doubt will happen, my memory wont be all that intact as I am already so forgetful. Ohh to be an elephant.
One thing that my memory is really good at retaining is dreams. I had a really horrible dream a couple of nights ago. It was snowing heavy when I went to bed. I had seen news on the net about 5 feet of snow in California, and people were shoveling it off their roofs. So with that on my mind, I went to sleep. In my dream, the snow was piling up, and Keith went up on our roof in his house coat. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw him fall off the roof! Oh my God, It was so real. Just thinking about it makes me feel sick. In the dream I screamed for someone to call 911 then I went outside and he was already standing up. When I tried to check him over, he tried to deny that he had fallen. Then I woke up. Since then I've been telling him to be careful and hugging him and telling him how much I love him. I felt so relieved when I woke up and realized it was only a dream. I wish I could forget that dream.

11 comments:

kissa said...

Hi there. Just stumbled on your blog and popped in to say hello! Dreams - how I wish I could paint the places I visit in them they are vivid but my art skills are poor. Hey they'll just be committed to memory lets hope they don't get lost.

kissa said...

Hi there. Just stumbled on your blog and popped in to say hello! Dreams - how I wish I could paint the places I visit in them they are vivid but my art skills are poor. Hey they'll just be committed to memory lets hope they don't get lost.

kissa said...

Sorry must have clcked twice!

Bobbie said...

The window is a wonderful keepsake and will look great hanging in the entryway. I have a few things of my grandmother's that don't have a high dollar value but are of great sentimental value to me.

Hope Keith stays off the roof. A dream like that is scary.

Penny Halston said...

I like to have keepsakes that remind me of people and places in my past, also. Sentimental value is worth a lot. Now you've sparked a memory that I'd like to blog about.

leslie said...

When my Mom passed away, she left my 2 sisters and me her collection of Lladro (Spanish porcelain). I have my pieces in my china cabinet and I love to look at them.

I like the plans you have for that window. It'll look amazing when you get it hung.

I often remember my dreams - I think my life is sometimes more exciting when I'm asleep than when I'm awake. I check out a site to see what things mean and it's usually pretty right on. Here's the site: http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/ I don't know how to make a link in comments, but just cut & paste it.

Joan said...

I'm glad I found your blog again, somehow somewhere I put it my fav's and all I could get was the one post about Kayla. I will remedy that tonight.

I dream all the time, usually about loosing my purse. I wake up in a state. My life is in that bag.

That window is beautiful. I have a few nick nacks that were passed down to me from my Grandma, and I treasure them. I have this chicken thing. I don't really know what it's for, but it's made of glass and you take the top off and put stuff in it...I guess. But I remember seeing it in her China Cabinet as a kid, and "could not touch".... I touch all I like now:) and I haven't broken it yet.

If you want to see "cooking with balonie" ...which is lame, I'm telling you that right now..just click on the link ...or did put a link up? OY I don't remember...anywho...

http://cookingwithbalonie.blogspot.com

See you soon!

Michael Manning said...

Love the window. I've actually stripped a couple of wooden frames to natural wood. I had very bad dreams after seeing "The Kite Runner" which has some traumatic stuff in it--just to warn ya! So glad you have nice memories. I have many positive memories of my Grandmother too!

Barbara Doduk said...

Wonderful idea to restore it. I love old world charm.

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Chas said...

The window is very beautiful! I love it!!

I hate dreams that are so terrible and so realistic at the same time. I had one just last night myself, and it scared me to death.

Canadian flake said...

I had a dream last night that had the same affect on me...about my Mom. I am fighting the urge to call her...she thinks I am silly when I do...but I can't shake the dream...

Hope you do soon...