|petals from the Blue Dream, 2014|
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
The Blue Dream continues to haunt me and I keep trying to come up with another word beside haunt…tease, intrigue, fascinate; but maybe all I need to is let it play. Sometimes it becomes rivers or streams on a topographical map, other time it reminds me of what a peony would look like if it were blue. And sometime it's just the color of my favorite time of day, the time between the worlds, of dawn and dusk, when layers of "reality" are thinner.