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The Dream diary

Fine Art Photography

Joao Ferreira

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Contents 1. Introduction 2.Types of dreams 3.Dreams, A future Vision

Colour vs Monochrome

The terrifying dream

Dream to nightmares

When imagination turns reality

An unconscious mind

My dreams

The Horror house

A trip of Knowledge

Dead End

The chorus The soulless tree

Under Translation

Stitched up

Good Morning Sunshine

Point of Perspective

Tree house.

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ii the world of today we hardly get time to think about certain parts of our life’s, one of which is the not so obvious Dreamers world. In all honestly I didn’t really pay any attention to my dreams until recently and found them packed with amazing and wonderful thins at the same time scary . Dreams have been studied by a vast number of scientists and psychologists and today we still do not know the true reasons why dreams occur. There are certainly various opinions and believes extending over century’s and millions of cultures each with their own interpretation and believes. The dream work is a vast universe of memories feelings and inspiration. Some of the greatest Artists, Writters and inventors have come across an idea or Solution whilst in their sleep.

This book will illustrate the visions which I saw during the Dreams, do note that the imagery are not perfect replicas of the dream’s as some dreams are faded during the sleep period and not very clear when one awakes. The tools are my 10 mega pixel camera and digital software to sandwich several photographs together to produce the final pieces. I have used a combination of Duotone and colour formats due to my interest in black and white photography.

Introduction

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A lucid dream is one that you can control because you are aware that you are dreaming. You can also decide what to dream about before going to sleep and then dream about the very thing that you planned to.

Telepathy, known as “the language of the angels,” allows the dead and the living to speak in dreamland. In this meeting place, death is no barrier,and the living cross the threshold into a heavenly sphere of existence. This mental communication can also occur mind-to-mind between two living people. We may send our own or receive others’ intentional or unintentionalthoughts as mental visions in dreams. Extended telepathy duringsleep is a communion between two worlds, the nighttime world of the soul and the daytime world of the body.

Premonitory dreams are similar to telepathic dreams in that your spirit leaves your body and ventures on a voyage of discovery. Premonitorydreams are special because they reveal the future and allow the dreamer to see truths that are not accessible in waking life.

In telepathic dreams, we can also detect information about an imminent event. Dreams are the catalyst that put your body into motion to follow A nightmare may also relate to an old, unsolved problem that is so frightening to face that we are unable to continue to dream and the emotional terror wakes us in distress without offering a solution.

Most nightmares are linked to early childhood, when we are inexperienced and therefore dependent on others. Before the age of three, we have not yet developed a sense of conscience and of right and wrong. Nightmares are representations of a suppressed, original fear commonly created by excessively strict parental or sibling moral standards and the threat of punishment in the face of innocence.In nightmares you may perceive a warning for yourself or for a loved one. To be forewarned is to be forearmed: if you first see a frightful event in a dream, you can prevent harm from happening in waking life. For example, nightmares can warn against acting on impulse, as well as show that certain feelings and emotions are unhealthy. Not all nightmares are nasty predictions or unwholesome signs.

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What Kind Of Dreamer Are You ?

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Dreams are a vision of the future

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The importance of nightmares

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A Nightmare is equally important as our general dreams infact there balance our subconscious mind.They create a set emotions such as fears and anxiety that we, associate with and in the real world use It for our advantage for example being more caution’s in our day to day life’s . “ Mary Shelly the author of Frankstein was inspired by a nightmare which iinfluenced her to write one of the worlds most read stories. `

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“ Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. “

~H.F. Hedge

When imagination turns reality.

The unconscious mind has been used by many famous artists writers and inventors in there ideas, Salvador Dali and Rene Magritte are perfect examples of surrealists which have been inspired by ideas and components of a dream. In many cases dreams can be solutions to problems. There are dreams, which are so intense that the sleeper can get confused between the dream and the reality these are derived due to a set of collective memories and Emotions. In many cases people have ordinary dream visions which are influenced by day to day lifestyles and activities.

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Vision of an unconscious Mind

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The Horror house

One of my first visions was in a nightmare, I am open my eyes and to my surprise I was in a dark cloudy panoramic scenario , it is chilli I look around this soulless terrain, there is a large building which is secluded in a piece of land were the grass has overgrown and died there is no sign of wild life .as I stand near this eroded buildings I can feel a soft breeze in my face there is a smell of how I can describe it almost wet grass. In the dream I felt a sense of confusion “ Why am I here” I just felt like asking someone but there was no one around in this lifeless zone. Walking around felt difficult it was very muddy and every pace I took felt like a struggle to reach the next meter

Dream 126th, March 2010

as I walked towards the house I finally got close enoth for closer inspection . the mansion had strong Victorian architecture the windows =had been broken , plants had started to climb the walls and pillars of the building it felt that this place had come to a halt many years before. My dream unfortunately ended here when wakening up I felt interested to see the inside of this eroded building

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This was a very interesting dreaming but yet very bizarre there are a lot of miscenanious components, which do not have a direct meaning. There was a rocky long pathway which became faint in the distance as I look left to right I could see large books situated within the grass of the opposing sides of this rocky road. There was sections within my dream which were monochrome and certain areas were colour. Unlike the first dream there was no emotions involved everything stood still like almost as if I was entering an oil painting. On the horizon I could see trees when walking down this path the destoination in front of me just seemed to go further ahead it didn’t make sense it felt like horizon was running away from me .

A Trail of KnowledgeDream 228th, March 2010

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In this dreams I f myself and myself both in the visual were are having a walk on a bright sunny day to our local forest . I remember there was a fence on both sides of the pathway, after minutes of walking I see a large shell , besides there were two skulls . we were frightened but we both walked ahead there was light coming from a far distance I saw the ray of light due to the fog which was hovering above . on the back-ground there was a castle.

Dead EndDream 329th, March 2010

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anas dream image

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This was rather a simplistic dream but one which was

very clear I was situated somewhere along a desert I

remember feeling the cracks of the dried sand with my

hand when then I started to hear a sound gradually

amplifying in the distance I started to walk towards its

direction it was sunny but as I walked along it quickly

became dusk it fealt like the moon came out of nowhere

until I saw a beautiful black grad piano; there was a

masculine figure sitting down, as I came closer it was

playing a piece of classical music as I approached him,

before I could even say a word he got up; from his seat

and started to walk away

I wanted to shout and ask him who he was and what he

was doing there but I physically couldn’t ! it almost fealt

, there was something restricting my mouth from moving.

After a few seconds of him get up from the piano and

walking away the music started again by itself as almost

the piano had a soul. To my surprise I saw a butterfly

coming from the it had a very bright orange colour mixed

with some yellow dots the butterfly flapped its wings

flying vertically until I saw it no more.

the pianist Dream 41st, April 2010

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Today I have had a recurring dream which happens from time to time. In my dream I am in the body of a small child of about seven years. I have gone to a trip with my parents to a camping site near the forest. As it gets dawn my father creates a fire in his attempt to get the fire on I start to get board , I start to hear strange movements in the surrounding bushes, I get up from the chair that I was sitting in and I start walking towards the direction of the noise. I remember the forest been quite wild with loads of life and colour.

As I keep on walking inside of the forest I see the bush’s move and here a strange humming sound. As I move the bushes and leaves which are obstructing my view I see a large tree in front of me I can remember the big rocks around me there was also an abandoned house , although there was no talking in this dream I remember the tree breathing I saw the inhale and exhale move-ment of the think bark.

The Talking Tree Dream 52nd, April 2010

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The dreams starts inside a small white room their was a florescent light on the ceiling, in a matter of an instance the walls had started to change dramatically words started to appear on the surface of the walls .There were written in Latin. I stood in front of the text and I tried hard to understand what it meant , the text slowly spread over the four walls of the room.

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Isolation Dream 64th, April 2010

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This was rather a simplistic dream but one which was

very clear I was situated somewhere along a desert I

remember feeling the cracks of the dried sand with my

hand when then I started to hear a sound gradually

amplifying in the distance I started to walk towards its

direction it was sunny but as I walked along it quickly

became dusk it fealt like the moon came out of nowhere

until I saw a beautiful black grad piano; there was a

masculine figure sitting down, as I came closer it was

playing a piece of classical music as I approached him,

before I could even say a word he got up; from his seat

and started to walk away

Stitched upDream 74th, April 2010

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Today I had a lucid dream , I wake up in my uncon-

scious and find myself in a old broken down house which

appears to be situated in the forest there is no roof

the wall seems to have a stone texture , the sunshine

is coming thought the branch’s of the trees I can here

noises of the birds twitting away. There is no doors in

this room but there is large open area in one of the walls

which is followed by stairs,

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Good Morning Dream 84th, April 2010

I walk outside and get a better view of the forest

remember feelings the texture of the bark in one of the

trees the forest was quite dark due to the braches of

the trees blocking the light. , suddenly it ends.

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I had an amazing dream last night that I was flying

around I could control every movement I used my arms

to propel myself forward my legs acted as rudders they

aloud me to move right and left sharply thought the

clouds . I remember going at quite a high speed I looked

below and I can remember the breathtaking view I

could see the small houses and the green fields which

surrounded them.

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Like an EagleDream 84th, April 2010

I looked below and I realised that I was flying thought a

area from my memory. There was a large medieval stone

wall which I used to visit with my grandmother as a little

boy. I fell that this was a influence for the dream . I flew

over this location several times

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This dream reminds me of a fairytale like in many other

dreams I am outside with nature I see that there is a

unique tree in the middle of a field but this no ordinary

tree its seems to be carved into the thick bark has

become week and the wood inside the tree has been

removed and become hollow. It is like something or

someone has created a house from the wood. There is a

half opened door I had the urge of opening the door but

I felt scared to do so just in case I got caught trespassing.

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Tree House Dream 84th, April 2010

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Last night I dreamt that I was dismantling an old clock,

which no longer worked I had found in the attic earlier

on that day. As I picked up the screwdriver and started

to carefully unscrewing the back of the clocks mechanism

I finally removed the last screw when I looked inside

their was a series of gold cogs with rugged edges, springs

and other screws, I was amazed by such a contraption.

I placed my hand thought the back of the clock and

tried forcing it by applying a pulling pressure. It suddenly

became unstuck from the wood shell my hand was

knocked back , and the mechanism which I held

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Broken Time Dream 84th, April 2010

in my hand flew meters from were I stood , as the clocks

mechanism touches the floors the pieces fly in every

directions. I felt distraught I placed the pieces over the

table seconds later something magical started to acure.

Those pieces which had come apart started to reunite

in seconds those static pieces which stood on top of the

table started to rotate and joined the other parts of the

mechanism. The clock had rebuilt itself its like time has

rewinded back.

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