One is this amazing dream that I had. This is what I wrote down after I woke up:
"Floating in the ocean, a really bright blue, crystal clear ocean. Floating on my back.
blinding bright sun. I am very calm. As I gaze upward I see the bottoms of floating flowers in the air, large, about the size of a basketball, in my mind at the time I acknowledge them as roses, real roses with a kind of paper like petal that I can bend. I think that I have made the flowers by folding the petals particular ways, they are like lanterns. I register two specific ones, a large pink rose or magnolia one, and a blue one fashioned to look like an orchid. They float about half a metre above my head. I am conscious that my backpack is floating in the water some meters away from me, and it seems to be drifting further out to sea. I vaguely recall a shore, and vision myself attempting to swim back there but unable, my hands pushing the water behind me without achieving any significant movement. I'm still lying there, increasingly aware of the impossibility of being on earth again, and I sort of resign myself to the fact of this, and float on."
What's haunting me is that a specific song was overwhelmingly playing. I think it must have been playing in the real world on my radio, and it became a fundamental part of my dream. It was like a really transcendent, classical kind of intense song, that everyone knows, but I just CAN'T identify it with a title and artist! Oh man! It is actually so frustrating.
I was SO productive in the studio today! Until I got a headache at like 3 o'clock and had to get a block of chocolate, STAT. I made the above collage plus heaps of new stuff that is way better than above and will be soon be revealed!
|I call this my 'Coal Miner's Daughter' outfit|
|New shoes. I can't say that phrase now without thinking of Leo from Twin Peaks. Oh boy|
|Corny photo of me in the approaching train breeze.|
|I bought this skirt from Modcloth. It is so Carmen Miranda and I love it!|
|In the studio today. This collage didn't come to fruition but it made a nice photo|
|This wasp was crawling around my studio! I felt sort of sorry for it because it must have been really disorientated with all the colour. It liked yellow things. I thought it was going to die soon so I let it do what it wanted.|