l’art pour exprimer ses émotions – Art to express one’s emotions

Gabrielle Bryden:

better than words 😢

Originally posted on Coup de pinceau:

Jeudi dernier, 19 novembre 2015, nous avons parlé, au début de l’atelier, des derniers évènements d’attaques terroristes, à Paris et aussi ailleurs. J’ai proposé de peindre en dominance bleu blanc rouge une tour Eiffel. C’est notre façon de penser à toute cette douleur et aux victimes de partout. Alors, Chantal, Claire,Henri, Jean-Georges, Manon, Marlene et moi,  avons exprimé notre émotion au moyen de l’art.

Last Thursday, November 19th 2015, at the beginning of the workshop, we spoke about the last terrorist attacks in Paris and also in other countries. I suggested that we draw with blue white and red dominance tone the Eiffel tower. It is our way to think about all the pain and all the victims everywhere. So, Chantal, Claire,Henri, Jean-Georges, Manon, Marlene and my self have expressed our emotions through art.

tour Eiffel Chantaltour Eiffel Clairetour Eiffel Henritour Eiffel Jean Georgestour Eiffel Manontour Eiffel Marlene tour Eiffel par l'ateleir de créativité de douleur chronique

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Photo by G Bryden

Photo by G Bryden


together in this world
sometimes we get soaked,
shake it off

sitting together,
shaking spray without thinking,
a price is paid

a stranger shakes
water from a deep well,
kookaburras laugh


Thinking of you Daniel


It’s been 1 year since my brother passed away at the age of 50. We are thinking of you Daniel, with much love 😍

I wrote this poem about Daniel when he was still alive. It was published in the book ‘Short and Twisted‘ in 2010 (Celepene Press).

The Fortune Teller

My brother went to see a fortune teller
who said he would die at the age of twenty-one.
That sharp thorn of thought stuck in my mind.

One day he was riding
a freeway on his motorbike
and the road rearranged his brain.

They patched him up at the hospital
and he walked out with no scars
visible to passers-by.

When he turned twenty-two
I laughed out loud with relief
and hid that thorn in my tin of memorabilia.

One day I took the thorn out of my tin
and showed my mother, laughing as I reminded her of the story
with a frown she said
but he did die, didn’t he.


My dog Jazzy


Chuffed to have my poem ‘My dog Jazzy’ selected as Poem of the Day over at Australian Children’s Poetry.

It was originally titled ‘A Boy and a Dog called Jazzy’, and years ago my son did a reading of it which you can see on youtube. Just seems like yesterday, but look how little he is (and so cute) – so is Jazzy 😍.



Edgar Allen Poe is Dead

Edgar Allen Poe, the Chinese Silkie rooster has departed the stage

edgar-allen-poe2and there will not be an encore


but we can remember the gentlemanly rooster and thank him for his inspiration 😍

silkie-chooksthe rooster crows,
foraging with his hens
savouring the field


march of the rooster,
feathered feet lift up high
with confidence rules


Demons in the bedroom


Have you ever been attacked by a demon (a vampire, witch and the like) in your sleep – your chest crushed under their weight? Have you ever seen a dreamlike image or vision (maybe a ghost) as you were falling asleep, that seemed real? These experiences are quite common and can be explained without reference to the occult.

A dreamlike image on falling asleep is known as a hypnagogic hallucination. The same thing on waking is called a hypnopompic hallucination. They are sensory sleep events (see, feel, smell, and hear things not there) experienced by those prone to sleep disorders. Sleep hallucinations can include such things as experiencing an intruder, a wild animal or horrible monsters invading the bedroom. The sleeper can be terrified, thinking they are about to die. They may hear bells or see strong flashing lights. They may smell their attacker.

Sleep paralysis is a normal bodily function, where the brain stops sending messages to the muscles during the REM or dreaming stage of sleep. This prevents the person from getting out of bed and hurting themselves while dreaming. Usually people are unaware of sleep paralysis and it’s only supposed to happen during REM or dreaming sleep. If you are aware of sleep paralysis it means you are in another stage of sleep.

Triggers for these types of sleep disorders may be as simple as drinking too much coffee, alcohol or other drugs, high levels of stress, and an overactive brain. Those with narcolepsy also experience these types of hallucinations

When sleep paralysis occurs during a hypnopompic or hypnagogic hallucination, it can be truly terrifying to the sleeper, as he or she is aware of the paralysis and helpless to respond to the ‘danger’. Some may believe the attacker is holding them down or sitting on their chest.

This may be where the myths and legends of incubus and succubus originated. The incubus is a male demon who forces himself upon (usually) female sleepers, in order to father a child. The succubus is the female demon (or hag) having forced sex with male sleepers.

It is not hard to believe that other tales of ghosts, witches, goblins, and ghouls may have originated from hallucinatory experiences of the sleep disordered. When someone regales you with stories of vampire lust, alien abductions or ghostly visitations, be sure to ask them if they were dozing off at the time.

So, we have the strange situation where the sleeper is dreaming in a non-REM stage of sleep and they are aware of their surroundings (i.e., the bedroom). The surroundings become part of the vision. I call this dreaming with my eyes open, and it has happened to me on a few occasions. I won’t go into details but one hypnagogic hallucination involved a giant possum, screams of horror, and the inability to move.

Have any of my readers got tales to tell?


This article was first published in Technorati (Lifestyle).