Red Book

Hello everyone, I am very excited because I'm expecting for C.G. Jung's book, practically an illuminated manuscript, to be delivered within the next day or two.

The reason why this is important to me is straight forward, I want to remember my dreams and learn from them. From my own experience I have seen how illustrations I made in sleepless nights actually manifested and became a part of my life in the future. Sometimes shortly after I drew the images or years after. All I know is that sometimes, when I look at my notebook I find that the images I drew in my past actually happened in real life... Maybe when I have a scanner I can show this and explain... maybe in the future. (This is after all a big steps, since its the first time that I've actually written on my blog. I've been using it as a bookmark that I could access easily)

I believe that this invisible side of your life, our unconscious, is a vital source of energy and creativity. Sadly, I have a hard time remembering my dreams and I have been illustrating the same scene for the last year... (a landscape illustration of the building I occupied when I was living in Greenpoint, BK). I need inspiration and I'm hoping to find some from this individual, Jung, who had developed complete control over he inner life and dreams. Recently I read my first book about Jung, his semi-autobiography Memories, Dreams and Reflections. I found it at Tomskin Sq. Library, it is literally falling apart, showing that this book has been read and digested more than any other book in the library. Though Jung's work is primarily on subjects/aspects of the universe/mind as a doctor he is able to discuss them lucidly in analytical terms. I have only read on the surface about this man, and I will be studying his works in greater depth but one this is clear, he helped to create a language to discuss our spiritual, inner life that could only be expressed through music or art in the western hemisphere since Descartes.



The following is the NY Times article on it that stirred my desire to purchase it:

The Holy Grail of the Unconscious

By SARA CORBETT
Published: September 16, 2009


This is a story about a nearly 100-year-old book, bound in red leather, which has spent the last quarter century secreted away in a bank vault in Switzerland. The book is big and heavy and its spine is etched with gold letters that say “Liber Novus,” which is Latin for “New Book.” Its pages are made from thick cream-colored parchment and filled with paintings of otherworldly creatures and handwritten dialogues with gods and devils. If you didn’t know the book’s vintage, you might confuse it for a lost medieval tom

(for some reason I cant put a link to the NY times article... -_-;;)

This afternoon (Memorial Day) Roger and I went to Odessa Cafe. He looked calm because he was coming back to life, he had spent the last two day really sick at my apartment. I had to really force him to get out, so we were finally able to see The Girl with the Dragon Tatoo. We both really enjoyed it. At Odessa I had two eggs over easy with half a Kebasa and he had a ham omlette with american cheese in the middle. Roger also ordered mozorella sticks and a coke. He looked very happy to find this diner and so I was happy too. Our server was the nicest guy, he high-fived me twice, and then ran around the place like a mad man. In the end, it turned out to be kinda pricy since I had to give the server an equally matching tip. Very expensive eggs...