Mike Clelland: Aliens in the yard. . .

 Mike Clelland from hidden experience has a lot of nice art work of his on his blog that relate to his dreams and experiences. Mike writes about this experience that goes with this image <here.

"Our Alfred!"

Image by Dennis Rano.

Alfred Lehmberg, UFO Magazine columnist, artist, musician, blogger, and for some odd reason I've never been able to understand, bane of not a few pompous self-appointed would be UFO Police types, has been added to Dennis Rano's collection of UFOlogists.

Cool beans Alfred!

Alien Ant

 Alien Ant Watercolor, James Rich

(This post and image appeared on my Saucer Sightings blog awhile back, with some very minor alterations, here it is:)

This is a watercolor painting Jim did many years ago, when we were first together. I remember when he painted it. It's a small watercolor on paper; about 18" by 18".

I told him it was an "interesting painting" and that it reminded me of an alien; some kind of alien painting. He said he had no idea what was going on when he painted that; what he was thinking or why he painted it. No recollection of the inspiration or what he was trying to do.

He asked me what I meant by "alien painting" I said, well, it immediately, for some reason, just screamed alien and spaceship at me. I have the impression the ant is female, very large, "alien," and is holding something, some sort of tablet. Jim looked at it and said he saw what I meant. I reminded Jim of all the giant insect alien stories; usually praying mantis type creatures, or giant grasshopper type beings some speak about in connection with UFO encounters. After he looked at it he said it reminded him of a female being as well; probably because of the way it's sitting and the long robe or whatever it is it/she is wearing.

It was at that time, when he painted this, that Jim and I were experiencing a lot of unusual UFO events, including an episode of missing time. I had my "Geisha Woman Alien" dream during that time frame. This painting reminds me of that awful image in my dream, even though there isn't much comparison. (Someday I should try to draw or paint the "Geisha Woman Alien" . . .)

Speaking of alien insectoid beings, in a bit of synchronicity I was listening to George Noory last night on C2C. (By the way, say what you will about him, and I have, he is a goof ball in many ways, but he was defending the medical marijuana use law in California, so good for him) and he and a caller were sharing praying mantis stories. Not in the context of aliens or UFOs however, more mundane than that. And earlier today I read Richard Thomas Room 101 column on Binnall of America, where he writes about Ghosts, Aliens, Yeti and the Late Great Nigel Kneale British "father" of sci fi television and movies. Which inspired me to post something on my blog Frame 352: The Stranger Side of Sasquatch with this image:

I'm deathly, pathologically afraid of insects. I had some chilling experiences as a child -- I won't go there, far too personal and wrapped up in family dysfunction abuse  horrors -- but at the same time, I don't like to see people just stomp on insects for no reason. (There was also a weird event in Crescent City, California, involving a Japanese beetle, alcoholic abusers though not to me, hmm, a theme here I see, and I kid you not, a real life scene with "Deliverance" type redneck hillbillies, complete with shotguns and a truck full of pitbulls. But I digress.) (And there was another thing with a bumble bee when I was a kid, and my sister as well, I found out years later, that has to do with missing time and high strangeness.)I'll certainly go out of my way to kill bugs in the house, depending on what kind; wasps, etc. Others I take outside. Well, okay, I try to get Jim to take them outside, but the point is, I don't like killing things if I can help it.

Well, that all took a weird turn, I see. As disjointed as all this might seem, one thing stands out: a conflicting relationship with insects. I like some of them, they're pretty, many are harmless, etc. Others I am fearful of to the point of vomiting. People with encounters with giant insectiod alien beings report both terrifying experiences, as well as ones of learning, wisdom and beauty. Why this contrast? Are our mundane encounters a reflection, on a symbolic level, of these experiences?

Regan Lee: Night Visitor

Night Visitor, Regan Lee, acrylic on masonite, approximately 40" x 24"

Earlier today, when I posted this, I wrote that the image was over exposed a bit. Thanks to Insteller Housewife, who tweaked the above image, it looks better and closer to the actual image. (The original is below.)

As I wrote on my blog Saucer Sightings, this painting represents something that, while not exactly literally encountered, was encountered on some level nontheless:

This is a painting I did several years ago. At that time, I was trying to paint images of beings/visitors from my childhood. The ones I tried to do of the "aliens" that floated me out the door always ended up like stick figures, with inverted triangle/oval outlines for the face, but no features. I realized the other day I've made many paintings and drawings of figures, usually female forms, with these inverted triangle/oval faces, always featureless. I seem to place them alone in a room by a window revealing a night sky.

The painting shown here is a little underexposed, but it's the only image I have right now; the painting is big and heavy (painted on a large thick piece of Masonite) and packed away somewhere. At the time, I just started painting it; I remember feeling compelled and it just all came out very quickly; this large "Night Visitor" and at the time, the full title was "Night Visitor on Sherbourne Street" (even though the name was actually Sherbourne Drive but I thought Street sounded better.) That was the house I lived in in Los Angeles between the ages of six to about fourteen, and the house where the fuzzy puppet wolves and beings that floated me out the door came.

As to this being in the painting, I never saw anything like this, but I remember the feeling. . . it's as if the image came up from my subconscious in a very vivid and strong way and represents something that has a connection to all this.

An OOBE Painting

Leaving Her Body, James Rich, acrylic

James Rich: Sentinels

Sentinals, James Rich   acrylic

This is an old painting of Jim's, painted in the late 1980s. The painting reminds me of the Contactees and their meetings with friendly, wise and good looking Venusians and their space ships. Indeed, Jim has agreed to my using this painting to accompany an upcoming article on that very subject! The objects (beings?) in the painting don't look like Space Brothers or Contactees, but it reminds of that time in UFO history nonetheless.

Alfred Lehmberg: Hyper 174

Hyper 174, by Alfred Lehmberg

The First Nano-Second

The First Nano-Second, James Rich, 40" x 30",  acrylic

In person, this pointillism (yes, it's all dots!) is a very trippy version of the Big Bang.

Diana Pizzuti

Artwork by Diana Pizzuti

Diana Pizzuti is a California artist who paints images of UFO encounters; hers, family members, friends. The above painting was inspired by her mother's encounter on a California highway in the 1940s.

Diana will be sending more of her work our way soon.

My column for Tim Binnall's site, Trickster's Realm, will be up sometime tomorrow. It's about some of the pre-1950s encounters of Contactees; I give Diana a brief mention, and included the above painting.

Alfred Lehmberg

I love this image from Alfred Lehmberg; I don't know the story behind it but it gives me a feeling of peace and assurance, as well as exploration and discovery.

Mothman Pencil Sketch no. 1

 Mothman Pencil sketch no. 1, Regan Lee 2009

This is the original color pencil sketch of Mothman I did. The colors are pretty much the same; a very slight manipulation. The size is just about true as well. I like this one, but the previous manipulated image with the brown tones has more of a mothy vibe, I think.

Mothman

Mothman pencil sketch no. 2,  by Regan Lee 2009

 A few weeks ago I had the urge to do some Mothman images. This is a slightly cropped pencil sketch I did. The origininal sketch was in greens and blues; it came out lighter than I had wanted, so I manipulated the image on my computer.