Me and My Imaginary Friends

an abstract shape of a figure with gold leaf on a pale green background

I have a penchant for strong lines… you noticed huh? Call it an overdose on Picasso early in my painting years, or my innate boldness, I’m not sure, but the ‘line’ is a recurring theme in my work. It seems to be a law unto itself!

I also have a thing for other dimensional beings! Being the dreamer that I am, I have experienced many vivid encounters with the nether world in my night dreams over the years, and sometimes they even leak into daytime visions when I’m feeling particularly receptive (think full moon/premenstrual). In a sense, all you get from a dream is the outline of the thing so I guess that’s what it’s all about.  Put the two together; the line and the space beings, and voila!

a friendly but fierce looking alien being holds her hands up in a gesture of supplication
Blue Friend is always waiting for me, like an adviser or guardian I feel she is always around…

In my twenties I struggled with psychosis brought about by too many illegal party drugs… just a cautionary tail… it’s taken until now, age 44, to really get my s*** together and stop looking at the dark side of the moon. It’s been a tough ride and I was very vulnerable psychically speaking. I guess it makes me a good conduit for the art itself but it has been far from pleasant getting here. Just so you know… these images have been part of my healing journey, they are far from frivolous in that sense…

a semi abstract bust of an alien looking woman in silver with red hair in front of a golden tower sun and moon
The Scientist computes the bits of information downloaded directly from the natural world in her search for the grail of knowledge…

 

About Phoebe Thomasson

I am in love with expression in all forms; art, poetry, writing, music, dance...I want to inspire creativity, foster understanding and nurture the process of transformation in myself and others. In short, I want to evolve. This requires trust in speaking one's truth and freedom from fear and shame. If we cannot speak our truth without shame, then we have far to go! Join me as I heal my psyche through the creative process and find interesting perspectives as I go about my personal evolution as an artist, mother, and Shaman.

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