Wednesday, September 19, 2012

The Island

I had a dream a few nights ago.  Mike had brought me somewhere as a was all water and waves and large rocks.  The water was moving and swishing around us but we were standing in the middle of it all and weren't wet and it was a though we were standing on solid ground.  I kept asking how he managed to get us there...he seemed very self satisfied that he had gotten us there without me knowing.  The dream stayed with me and I influenced this painting.  I love remembering dreams.

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