Thread: Draw Your Dreams

Originally Posted by yellowlight

lol thank you. I assure you that it's a painting. A digital one, of course. I had a pretty hard time painting it, the trees were the hardest of all. I admit that I cheated a bit with that gradient-like sky, that was made in After Effects (I don't like Photoshop), but other than that, it's all painted (In Corel Painter, if you're interested)

nice, well, you made a good job of it wether you cheated or not.

my june 7th lucid dream

OK, i'm new here, so hi.
Here is a picture of some hypnogognic imagery got while using WILD technique .



There as also a guy warming himself on the radiation coming from the circle on the floor, but I kept drawing him badly, couldnt get the perspective right.

My bro was going to eat some chocolate off, the floor, and I was like NO,STOP.

Upon closer inspection, these little things were on it

Originally Posted by Jonny the Nameless

OK, i'm new here, so hi.
Here is a picture of some hypnogognic imagery got while using WILD technique .



There as also a guy warming himself on the radiation coming from the circle on the floor, but I kept drawing him badly, couldnt get the perspective right.

Originally Posted by Jonny the Nameless

My bro was going to eat some chocolate off, the floor, and I was like NO,STOP.

Upon closer inspection, these little things were on it

I adore both of these :}
I love your style, if you have any more, please post them!

Glad you like them!

I'll have to have a dig around. And start drawing dreams again.

Liking it here so far

While hypnogognic imagery isn't really dreams, it is a sleep related altered state of mind, so I'm a posting. And I did get it cos I was trying WILD.

I'm really excited by all the ideas on this website, I'm probably not going to sleep at all tonight

Just illustrated a LD I had a little while back, using a combination of Photoshop for photo-manipulation, and Blender 3D.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

04/27/2009
"Bombardment"
I was with a couple of girls that were waiting for Todd and JD and more of my old friends. I didn't know any of them, but I happened to be where they were all supposed to meet. I believe it was Todd's old house. I don't even know why I was there before the other guys got there, but these girls were supposed to be their dates, so I wasn't really going to mess with any of them. Instead, I started playing it off as if I barely spoke English, and spoke mostly Spanish. Haha. I hadn't planned on hanging out with all of them, once they went out, so I didn't mind acting like I didn't really speak English. That way they'd probably talk about things they probably didn't think I could understand, and I could relay anything that needed to be repeated to the guys later. Lol. (I went to sleep listening to a Spanish-teaching audio file last night. Heh. Funny the way it worked itself into the dream.) The guys showed up, and they all ended up bringing me out to party with them, which I wasn't prepared for. I don't remember much of what we did. I think we went to a bar or something.



The next day, the sky was gray, and there was a storm apparently coming. There was an ear-splitting boom, and at first we thought it was thunder. But then, we looked out the window and saw a bright orange fireball curling up over a line of trees in the distance. Something huge had just exploded. We all ran outside and looked toward the explosion. Airplanes were flying in, and they were leaving a trail of tiny black dots which fell from their bellies. Bombs. They were dropping bombs by the dozen, and headed in our direction. We turned away from them and took off running down the street, looking back to see the planes moving in closer.



Another plane swooped in from in front of us, dropping a bomb in front of our faces, which exploded maybe a hundred yards away from us, sending another huge cloud of smoke and fire curling upward, stopping us in our tracks.



The invading planes never hit us, but they were bombing the hell out of the entire city, and it wasn't long before we saw squads of uniformed men moving in through the streets. The last thing I remember about the scene was climbing the ladder of a very tall tower, with the others, as the enemy soldiers shot at us from below.

The dream skipped ahead, and I was in an abandoned prison. I wasn't locked in a cage or anything. I was just roaming around the empty cell block, which looked like it was almost a century old. It was when I was walking through this huge cell block, that I began to wonder what I was doing in a prison, and realized that I had to be dreaming. Heading toward a door on the opposite side of the room, I kept getting the ominous feeling that someone was about to come around the corner in front of me. Almost instinctively, I held up my hand in front of me, fingers straight, and focused on my arm. It thinned out and elongated at the fingertips, my entire arm turning into a long knife blade, like the T-1000 from Terminator 2.



Holding the knife at the ready, I waited as a figure rounded the corner and came into the room. It was Todd. I relaxed and my arm went back to normal on its own. We walked into another room and sat down and BS'd for a little bit. There was a video playing in this room, but I can't remember what it was about. Then, from out of nowhere, we got a warning that some robots were coming to attack us. (I'm guessing the T-1000-like blade put the thought of the 'attack of the machines' into my mind.) We got up and prepared to fight, and I morphed my arm into the blade again. A bunch of small - about 3ft tall - robots came streaming into the room, and we started fighting them. I don't remember much of the battle, but I remember picking up one by its legs and swinging it like a bat, slamming it up against a wall multiple times and shattering it.

I'm new to the site (1st post), but I think drawing/painting/photoshopping dreams is an excellent idea (By the way, for those that don't have and/or can't get Photoshop, there's a free alternative, for Windows OR Linux, called Gimp Image Editor. Me & a few other friends that have used both programs agree that Gimp seems at least as good).
I've toyed with different styles so far, so here's one I made from scratch...
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...=20834&page=13 <-Described in detail here.


...and here's a partially colored-in sketch (should I finish, or leave it like this?).

Described here --> http://s728.photobucket.com/albums/w...=EvilVamps.jpg
I'm working on another one, but it still takes me quite awhile to go over everything at least twice.
I enjoyed looking through all of your dream art (besides the ones that were moved or deleted), and some of you guys/gals are phenomenal artists (even the simple ones were great), so keep it up.

Originally Posted by NfoJunkie

...and here's a partially colored-in sketch (should I finish, or leave it like this?).

Hi Nfo,

I rather like the division between color and black and white, as it suggests the two sides of the human brain and their different functions. The feminine right brain is the emotional side, and emotions are often symbolized by color, and is also the side that is involved with art, 3-D forms, insight, intuition, and music. The masculine left brain is more into numbers, language, science, reason and intellect, which are symbolized more by black and white. The picture seems to have an intuitive grasp of that as it is.

And welcome! I've been thinking of starting a thread here for my poems!

I kinda like the black and white, too.

Though I'm sure color would look good, also.

Got another dream done.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

03/03/2009
Dream Two:
"Mindsweepers"

(This one was pretty interesting. I've had dreams within dreams before, but I've never had a dream where I was in someone else's dream. I don't remember a whole lot of it, but the whole concept of how this one played out was awesome. I happened to catch the end of Vanilla Sky, last night, which I hadn't seen in ages. I'm figuring that's probably what inspired this dream.)

I was with two other guys, and we were part of an operation that sent us inside the mind of a mentally disturbed girl. We were supposed to locate some sort of blocked memory from her childhood, that was going to help her psychological therapy along (kind of like the whole The Cell premise). I don't remember anything from the "real world," but once we entered her mind, it was as if we were entered a warehouse. Instead of going through a surreal "dream world" with vivid landscapes and fragmented continuity, we walked through a massive storeroom with various objects and boxes filed away, all over the place. Each of these objects were the girl's memories. What was surreal was that some of them were gigantic in size, such as a very large, pink, children's bike that stood up in a corner, some 15ft tall.



After roaming around this warehouse of memories, we came to a huge docking area door at the far end of the "building." I went over to take a look, and one of the guys told me to be careful, because this was where all of the girl's childhood nightmares were stored. Tampering with it in the wrong way could unleash any or all of her forgotten nightmare creatures to run rampant within her mind, which could send her into an even worse psychological state. It was also where we were going to find clues to the blocked memory.

The guy who knew the most about what we were doing here, a young, apparent American (judging by the way he talked) of middle-eastern descent, came over to the panel near the door, where I was standing. The panel was very high-tech, and had a screen on it with a scrolling marquis of all types of monsters and disturbing images - a display of the atrocities held behind the door. The apparent technician opened up a service hatch in the floor, under the computerized panel, and crawled down inside of it. He got to work doing...something or other, and we just kind of watched him from above while he worked. He was supposedly able to navigate the contents behind the door this way, to find clues in her nightmares to whatever memory it was we were looking for.

A few seconds after he started, an alarm began blaring. The guy below us began panicking, saying that something had gone wrong, and the door was about to open, releasing something from within. He stayed below, in the hatch, and the two of us up top scrambled backward as the huge door hissed and ascended high over our heads. Immediately, a goliath of a monster stomped out from storage. It was 20ft tall, easily, and had a top-heavy, muscle-ridden body with arms like redwood trunks. And it looked really, really pissed off.

The tech-guy screamed out that we had to keep this thing from getting away into the different corners of this girl's mind, or it could do irreparable damage to her. In a bit of a strange twist, I realized that this was a dream world, and that I was good at dream control. Not sure if anything was going to work, because this wasn't my own mind. (In essence, I became lucid, without really becoming lucid. ) I squared off against the massive monster, and planted my feet, pulling my hands back to one side and trying to summon a kamehameha energy blast. When I threw them out in front of me, nothing but a pitiful wave of distortion shot out of my palms, doing absolutely nothing to the monster. He charged in toward me and I dodged off to one side, jumping toward a wall and running straight up it, vertically, until I was higher than the beast's head. When I was high enough, I did a twisting backward flip over the monsters head, throwing my hands downward, repeatedly, and trying to fire multiple blasts of energy at the monster's head as a flipped and twisted over top of him. Nothing but short puffs of failure bursting from my hands. I landed the impossibly high flip perfectly, though, crouching and facing the towering creature, completely out of ideas.



Suddenly, just as soon as the action had started, it stopped. Time had rewound, and we were back roaming through the storage facility again, just beginning to approach the large door. It was then that I noticed that we'd done this before. I remembered the monster, and trying to use powers. I then realized that this wasn't the girl's dream. It was mine. I was now actually lucid. The first thing I did was look at my hands, and everything was just about as vivid as it was, before. I had to actually try to visualize my hands as being distorted, before the began to warp and change shape. The DC's I had been with were still playing their roles, though, and were going to work on the hatch again. I told them there was no need for that, because I was the one dreaming. It took some coaxing, but I got them to abandon the mission so we could go find something else to do. I distinctly remember one of them protesting - citing the importance of the mission - as we were walking away from the hatch, and me telling him to "just shut up, DC", feeling frustrated after my attempts at beating the monster before had been so futile. The thought crossed my mind to try fighting it again, but I didn't really feel like wasting the dream on it.

(Unfortunately, that's all I remember, and I woke up shortly after that. I came to the PC to take down my notes and then went back to sleep.)

Look at my pics below (ignore the dots in the penguin)

Mr. Feathers:
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Bunny:

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Cute! BTW: Bunny wants to know if you can help him gain WORLD DOMINATION!!! MUA-HA-HA-HA!!! (copy-and-paste bunny onto your profile to help him gain world domination mua-ha-ha)

Originally Posted by Catcat123

Cute! BTW: Bunny wants to know if you can help him gain WORLD DOMINATION!!! MUA-HA-HA-HA!!! (copy-and-paste bunny onto your profile to help him gain world domination mua-ha-ha)

maybe not the best thing to say when you've got only 6 posts...

this was something like my 2nd or 3rd lucid dream. at this point, my skin slowly transforms into spiderman's suit, at the time it looked like the way spiderman's black suit creeps onto him. only thing is, in this dream i cant remember if i was the black spidy or the red and blue one, infact i think it kinda chopped and changed throughout the dream.

p.s. i think this was my longest ever LDs, it felt like about 30 mins or more.

Originally Posted by slash112

maybe not the best thing to say when you've got only 6 posts...

I found it at another site and it had the same thing written on it, so I just copy-and-pasted it, like I wrote.

Originally Posted by Catcat123

I found it at another site and it had the same thing written on it, so I just copy-and-pasted it, like I wrote.

My question is: Why is that post in this thread, in the first place?

04/23/2007 - "Aimlessly Lucid / Archeologist's Dream"

(I might add a few more frames, later on. I dunno.)

The Lucid Ghost

One night I was experiencing SP. I was thinking about a lot. Then I started to think about ghosts. I wanted to change the subject so I didn't creep myself out, but then the face appeared. My eyes were closed and it formed from nowhere. As I saw it I felt like I was shooting in a fixed direction at high speeds, until the face faded and I span around only to find myself standing in a lucid dream. It scared me to sleep.

Christ almighty, Loaf. That's an awesome way to scare the pissbricks right out of me.

Originally Posted by mini0991

Christ almighty, Loaf. That's an awesome way to scare the pissbricks right out of me.

This was a lucid dream I had where my goal was to fly up and see the moon.

As you can see, I over achieved this goal and I saw an earth like planet portrayed on a rubiks cubed. I thought it was interesting so I drew it.

With my questionable drawing skills, comes selections from last night's dream!

I'm watching The Price is Right down at nana's house. One was this idiot of a contestant who bid $300 for everything, including a dictionary and a sumo wrestler. He gets booed when bidding $300 for the dictionary, but not when he bids $300 for the sumo wrestler. There's a replay (I think, could have been live) where this crazy guy in a white t-shirt and with some kind of writing on him is in contestant's row and begins by asking Bob Barker if he likes President Obama. Bob replies that "we all do at the Price is Right" and the audience begins to cheer. But this guy goes on a tirade about consumerism and the evils of capitalist economies. He disrupts the show until he is removed by security. Bob makes a remark including the phrase "bastards like him." (His exact remark may have been "It's not too often we get bastards like him on the show.")

Meanwhile, I'm in nana's kitchen and we're like ready to go or something. Looking out the window, you could see uncle s's house's electric box open and of some weird digital variety, with a green two-digit LED readout. There's some sort of solar-powered toy resembling a Wiimote on nana's countertop and it has red and green lights that disable when not pointed in the direction of sunlight. At the end of my dream, there's some sort of 80s movie trailer playing about a couple of kids.

Here is something interesting from this morning's dream.

"...Even earlier, I was with some old classmates from [elementary school] and we were listening to music from my iPod Touch. The interface on the iTouch was more like Pandora radio rather than the usual iPod app, but I wasn't playing music from Pandora. There were all sorts of songs I had never heard before, and I was skipping a lot of them."

I remember the album art for two of these songs. The final song was something with the words "I've found you" and it was by some band I can best recall as "Nee-Fritz." I drew the album art I saw on my iPod screen:



The album art consisted of a color scheme consisting of an olive green, burnt sienna, black, and white. These colors formed lines around the diamond where the band's name was displayed. At the bottom were three of the those colors: red, olive green, and white to the best of my knowledge. The inset picture was a black and white photograph of the band standing in front of a couple of buildings. At the top may have been the title, but I can't recall if it was printed or if it was just an olive colored stripe.

Now here's what I haven't noticed until I drew this. The inset photograph looked very similar to Bad Religion's Stranger Than Fiction:


I was listening to a few songs from this album last night before I went to bed. I think it's more than likely my subconscious "borrowed" from this experience while crafting the image for the "Nee-Fritz" album. The "I've found you" I heard in my dream also has a similar progression to the "yeah, yeah, yeah" in the middle of Infected. It's not all that uncommon that elements in your dream come from tiny, largely unforgettable experiences you had during the day.

This is How I percieve Asuka when she looks like anime. one of my recurring DCs.