I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
–Zhuang Zhou
I love this famous anecdote above from the great Daoist philosopher Zhuang Zhou, who was born sometime in the 4th century BCE. Like most things worth thinking about, it has no answers for us, only questions. In this case, the question being how we discern what is reality and what is a dream.
I am not going to get into a philosophical argument here this morning on that question. I only mention it because it reminded me of the painting above and the feeling I take away from it.
It is an early piece of mine from thirty years ago, back in 1995, that I call Summerdream. I’ve been looking at it a lot recently as I prep it to be part of the upcoming annual Little Gems show at the West End Gallery.
It’s a small piece that has always resonated with me. I love its forms and simplicity. But more than that, it has a sense of solidity in the way it is painted with deep saturated watercolor while still giving me a dreamy, ethereal sense of floating. I like this dichotomy, its appearance of earthly solidity alongside a diaphanous airiness in its felt atmosphere.
Like Zhuang Zhou, I find myself asking which is real and which is the dream here.
I don’t know for sure. Perhaps I am actually a butterfly dreaming that I am a man wondering such a thing? Or maybe both I and my butterfly alter ego are just a tiny part of a dream dreamt by a tiny being that dwells forty dimensions of time and space from where I sit?
Maybe or maybe not. We will most likely never know and that, in itself, might be the only correct answer. We deal with the reality in which we find ourselves at any given moment.
Right now, I am a guy sitting in the dark of a winter morning. That’s my reality right now. But later, I might look at this painting and find myself as a floating butterfly.
And that will be an acceptable reality then.
Here’s a well-worn song, from the Cranberries and the late Dolores O’Riordan, Dreams.
Summer dream is a 5″ by 7″ watercolor on paper, framed at 11″ by 14″. It will be available at the West End Gallery as part of their annual Little Gems show, which opens February 7. This painting and a group of new small paintings will arrive at the gallery later this week. The gallery is currently on a short winter break and will reopen this coming Tuesday, January 21.

I more than like this one. If I were browsing the gallery and saw it, I’d say, “Wrap that one up, please. I’ll be taking it home.” Not only that, in less than a second it evoked thoughts of summer breezes, which is especially nice since we’re finally getting real winter in a day or so: sub-freezing temperatures, freezing rain, and snow.
Thanks, Linda. The Seals & Croft fit that piece very well. And I hear you’re also going to feel the brunt of this cold spike. We’re bracing here for several days of zero and below temps. I generally don’t mind the winter or the cold but those temperatures put me to the test.
There’s ice coming for sure, but I’m hoping for snow!
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Thank you, Maggie!