Paul Klee icons

I was inspired to investigate the fine artists associated with the Bauhaus after thinking about how much I love vintage Bauhaus poster art. I did! And here are some icons of the paintings of Paul Klee (1879-1940), a Swiss-born German artist and draftsman associated with expressionism, cubism, and surrealism, who

taught at the Bauhaus from January 1921 to April 1931.[43] He was a "Form" master in the bookbinding, stained glass, and mural painting workshops and was provided with two studios.[44] In 1922, Kandinsky joined the staff and resumed his friendship with Klee. Later that year the first Bauhaus exhibition and festival was held, for which Klee created several of the advertising materials.[45] Klee welcomed the many conflicting theories and opinions within the Bauhaus: "I also approve of these forces competing one with the other if the result is achievement." [wikipedia]

I just put him first because his works were my favorites of the artists I explored.






My favorite of these paintings is actually "Fish Magic" (#5), but it and his other works like it don't miniaturize well.

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SSRI-caused sleep talking

I posted once before about the sleep effects of my curent high dose of Venlafaxin (name brand Effexor). In short, it initially caused me to wake up incredibly frequently and then I guess I got more used to the waking up and I now far more frequently

• know I'm asleep;


• can control (or more like partially control) my dreams;


• talk in my sleep;


• wave my arms or legs around in my sleep; and


• dream I've woken up and then realize I'm still dreaming one or more times.

The latter thing happens to me frequently - in the post linked above I mention a time I dreamed that my mom told me it was called a "curly dream", although of course it's more like a nested dream or recursive dream (as opposed to recurring, but maybe this one is too confusing).

My theory is that I'm still sort of waking up for a microsecond, but going back to the dream I was dreaming and not remembering waking up; but the brief waking moment causes me to be aware I'm dreaming each time it happens. As I go further into whatever stage of sleep, though, I can forget again, and hence lose whatever control of the dream I might have had. None of that explains the sleep talk and the arms and legs though.

Wax often tells me something I said in my sleep. It's pretty hit or miss whether I remember what I was dreaming about - usually I don't remember the context of saying that, even if I do. Apparently last night I whispershouted "Fuck you! How dare you come into my house!" and I was dreaming a sort of Mike Flanagan type show where some newcomers to a cute little town found out everyone else in it, or everyone but their landlord actually, were cultists trying to open a hellmouth to get the whole town sucked into hell. (Understandable reaction, therefore.)

Anyway, it occurred to me this has been happening for quite a while and we should start saving them. So I made a tag. She says she can't remember any others right now, and neither can I.