November 17 2018 (Whitley Bay) A roadtrip at dawn. Long shadows of cactii & rocks. Sat in the passenger seat of a blue Lincoln, speeding across the desert. My legs are stretched out in the footwell. My boots are dusty. The dust from the road blows up & over the windscreen. Tuning in the … Continue reading dream diaries… 49
November 14th 2018 Casey A is in the kitchen. She is eating toast & looking out the window. I give her a gift. It is a shiny, blue button. The button is threaded with red cotton to a knuckle sized cube. The cube is made from tiny bamboo sticks plaited together. It is a … Continue reading dream diaries… 48
November 4th 2018. Walking a beach in winter. The waves crash & rush up the sand toward me. The white foam soaks my shoes. As each waves retreats I notice that my shoes have changed colour: brown to gold to orange. This makes me smile & I look around for someone to tell. There … Continue reading dream diaries…47
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October 25th 2018 There are 3 large oil paintings: seascapes. One is predominantly red, another is a dusky blue with great curling waves rising up to the stars. The stars slide across the wet sky. The third is mostly brown appliqué - parcel paper, layered into intricate shapes. (when i wake i am convinced … Continue reading dream diaries…46
October 22 2018. ...up many twisting stairs in a busy club. The steps are narrow & so I hold onto the bannister. At the very top is a tiny room. Tony B is sat at a desk. He writes in a notebook. I say hi, but he cannot hear me. His hand writes automatically … Continue reading dream diaries…45