The month in Tissardmine was full of dreams. Daydreams were everywhere in the vast landscape, during walks, on dune ridges illuminated by the rising or setting sun, the golden hour, the moonlight, the starry sky.

Dreamtime

I read about the perception of sounds in dreams in an essay on Deep Listening by Ione. And one of the other artists in the group has been doing a project on dreams for years. And I too dreamt wildly at night and lost myself in powerful, disturbing, mythical and compelling dreams. My stay at Tissardmine was a dreamtime and the daily sketches I made of the Ouroboros and the dreamtime character The Rainbow Serpent were therefore very much in place.

1. Installation: Double-sided Ouroboros line drawings with ink on pages from a printed book, hangt in the Studio window.

An Ouroboros drawn by an exhalation

As a left-hander, I turn my tail-biting snake in the opposite direction with a flat brush, and make exactly the opposite of the classic thick and thin lines used in typography.

2. Installation: Double-sided Ouroboros line drawings with ink on pages from a printed book, hangt in the Studio window.

The circling Ouroboros and the meandering Rainbow Serpent

One a Saturday afternoon we organised a small tour to share our processes and our work with each other. Together with Jules, I showed my sketches in the studio building. In less than two hours, the eternally circling Ouroboros and the Rainbow Serpent meandered and twisted to my heart’s content.