#lavender mist

[sunny-haven]

Using someone's phantom touch to make them feel me straddle their lap under my big and heavy dragon body so they can't move, as I make them all hazy from absolutely smothering them in kisses all over. Ending with several kisses on the lips and breathing out my lavender mist into their mouth, making them all trancy and sleepy for the rest of the night as the mist stays in their system. All of this after a more intense session with them. (This is what I did last night :3€)

[bscenez]

lavender mist 🌿

[blossom-hwa]

rewriting lavender mist for my fiction workshop and my brain is going to explode

[sofil26]

Mural, 1943

[cc00-cinema]

‘Lavender Mist’ Number 1, 1950 - Jackson Pollock. 

When I first studied Jackson Pollock I admittedly pushed the ‘mainstream’ abstract expressionist aside, not understanding raw forms of abstraction. Most of his works were too confronting, and harsh on the eyes that made it increasingly hard to appreciate Pollock’s artworks.  Then we analysed ‘Lavender Mist’ Number 1, and man I don’t know how to describe first witnessing this painting (even on screen), my friend and I joked the longer we looked at it it felt like we were hitting acid. The painting was the purest form of infatuation. ‘Lavender mist’ triggered an emotional concoction of melancholy, and genuine peace from a distance memory so forgotten my brain can only recall the subjectives, and misty blur of colour.    

In Pollock’s nature of painting the sheer size of the canvas, nearly ten feet wide piece of complexity engulfs the audience within its presences. The overall colour scheme of ‘Lavender Mist’ stay trues to its name, resembling a winter pallet of cool purples, blues and warm pale pinks, with whips of white to break tension. The colour and tone of ‘LM’ enacts a sense of tranquillity, a peacethat despite its contrasting violent thin brushwork, composed of flicks and spatters. Pollock morphs two diversely different atmospheres that I can’t help but use to allude mental illness. 

The stark and chaotic acts of dynamic paint parallels with my invasive thoughts of anxiety- rapid overlapping and intertwining thin thoughts, not knowing where one brushstroke starts and ends. Juxtaposition to its calming colour, its inviting and gentle but nonetheless all too consuming depression clutters my brain until none of the original canvas is left, but built up layers of psyche.

I rate ‘Lavender Mist’  9.5/10  

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I dub this painting as ‘White Rabbit’, because it reminded me of a children’s storybook + the candy! 

[m-e-m-e-n-t-0-m-o-r-i]

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[art--details]

Pollock, Jackson    American, 1912 - 1956

Number 1, 1950 (Lavender Mist) (detail) 1950    oil, enamel, and aluminum on canvas

[sunny-haven]

I just finished a kind of session I haven't done in a long while: a one-on-one session where I just focused on making someone feel very relaxed. This adorable little kitten came up to me saying that he slept really well during the public session I did (and listened to the recording frequently afterwards to help him sleep) and after a bit of talking, requested a session where I treated him like a cat on my lap. I did so, and he was fine with me finding hypnosis sexual, though he didn't want to take the session in a sexual direction.

I had him imagine he was lying on my lap, breathing in my lavender scent and becoming more relaxed from it. (He was very keen on the lavender, which I love, and even had lavender essential oils to help.) I would then proceed to stroke his head and back, scritching behind his ears and head and throughout his body, breathing my lavender mist into his face (several times). I then picked him up on laid him on my chest, grooming his fur with my tongue like a momma cat would, pointing out how he felt my purring beneath him and how it acted like a full body massage to his whole body. He had to go to a couple of doctors' appointments earlier today, so I mentioned how it was a long day for him and that it was okay for him to let go. I tied the smell of lavender to the moment, letting him go back to it in his head whenever he smelled lavender (provided it was safe to do so) and let him go to a kitty state of mind with no words. I'm surprised he didn't fall asleep, honestly. Overall, it was a very pleasant experience :3

Surprisingly, despite mentioning to him that I would likely find the session hot regardless of what we did, I didn't really get aroused during the session. I suppose, because this kitten didn't want the praise to come across as flirting, I was cautious as to introduce anything that would create any kind of power dynamic, because that's not what this kitten was here for. And so without that, hypnosis on its own as a relaxation tool isn't really hot to me. I've always suspected that but this was kind of a confirmation to me. Good to know!

I'm also surprised at how easily I did the session, as it was over a voice call and I had barely talked with this critter beforehand. I suppose knowing it worked really well with this kitten when it was a public session so it'd be even better with a private session helped, but normally I don't worry about that too much. Generally, I ask for the first session or two to be over text, even if it's someone I've been in calls a lot with, I've found, but I was okay with doing a voice session this time (since I kinda already did one already with the public session). I'm a lot more confident over text and it's easier to compose my words so there's less "pressure" for me in a text session (also because auditory issues + people/critters being quiet while hypnotized does not mix that well). But! I did a voice session as my first session with this kitten and I'm very happy with myself ^w^