Just for you who follow Wizardofeutopia but not my Facebook: my ‘Dreamspace Gallery and Workshops’ project has actually begun, at 61 Carnarvon St., Gisborne, with the signing of a lease and getting the keys. See the website and click ‘follow’ to get news on this – www.dreamspaceweb.wordpress.com. (note June 2017: was dot nz but this expired unknown to me cos my peter@eutopia email failed – now using firstname.lastname@example.org)
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The latest project, Dreamspace Gisborne. I gave a Pecha Kucha talk on Friday the 13th at the Dome theatre. It’s fun to participate in an evening where people of various walks of life share their passions, hobbies and missions… I posted on this in www.dreamspace.nz which is where I’ll tell the story of this project as it unfolds and put up related resources.
If you’re inspired by Dreamspace Gallery and Workshops, do go to it and click ‘follow’ so you get email notification when a post goes up there. www.dreamspace.nz . Posts also go to the Peter Harris Facebook feed – which is actually where most people read my posts and comment. But hopefully soon the dreamspace website will be a fun place to go for lots of stuff!
The updated Dreamspace ‘card’ with the web address on it:
Now with better photoshopping! And some words to the effect – if you like this concept, why not get in touch? Renaissance is a together thing… Share this image and message… website coming, looks like the name is DREAMSPACE, and the place, hopefully, is 61 Carnarvon. Early adopters who might want to share a space here, and also artists wanting to exhibit in a positive, spiritual space…and get true feedback by a variety of means. Also any ‘friends of Dreamspace’ wanting to be a part of the group/movement/process…? for my philosophy on art, see http://www.altarsofart.com – art is about the sacred, and Beauty Truth Love and Freedom – the Possible Human. The world has had enough reflections of its filth, nihilism and anti-romanticism. ‘There ARE still Blessed Isles’ (Zarathustra)
Two men looked through prison bars; One saw mud, the other, Stars’.