Dreams can be pretty important. Maybe not always, but they certainly can be.
I don’t often remember my dreams. Sometimes, but not all that often. About a year ago I had a dream about Osiris and his family. It came at me out of the blue really. I have a very deep interest in mythology, but I’ve never really looked too deeply into Egyptian mythology, but just have what I think of as a sort of hi-level familiarity with it really. Anyway, I hadn’t thought about the dream a whole lot since, to be honest. A little bit, from time to time, but not a lot. This last week though, for whatever reason, the dream has haunted me and I think about it almost all the time.
I think of the beginning of the dream in particular, it started with Osiris being murdered by his brother, his body bleeding green in the dirt, with flowers and vines growing through that green blood.
I keep thinking about that image. It just struck me again, like I say, about a week ago. It seems like I’ve got to do something with that dream vision. I don’t know what to do yet, or how to do it, but… Until I am able to, until I catch up on other artwork and projects, I guess I’ll have to just let the idea percolate even more and post a few images here on ArtDuh.
Oh, as I was concluding there I remembered a book I read a few years ago that I thought I’d share… kind of a loose interpretation of The Egyptian Book of the Dead (as it’s come to be known. Traditionally known as The Book Of Going Forth By Day), called Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead. Awakening Osiris isn’t meant to be a literal and exact translation, but I did enjoy it quite a bit.
Also, I just remembered this story from earlier this year too.