Burning Red Sun, oil,  5x7"

There is something so dreamy and meditative about the crossing of the threshold from the chaos of the night time into the welcoming arms of the morning.  That liminal space between which celebrates the transition from dark to bright, from old to new.  The intersection of dream time and conscious wakening. 

I have always found sunrises to be a fascinating metaphor for transforming the shadows in our minds into those mindful realizations that make you go "Aha!"  Each passing from night to day gives us a new opportunity to reset and rejoice, to begin anew.  In the night, we dream, we process all of the incoming data and information of our waking experiences into scenes rich in metaphor and mythical symbolism. 

The colors of the sunrise are like a gift that congratulates us on a dream well done, and sets us on our journey into the light of the day.