Author: bonniemitsch

I am getting ready for the Dream Art Show. I drop off my piece. It is made of clay. It is a small pig with a ferret draped over the pig’s belly. I look through my phone, trying to find the dream it goes with. I cannot find it.

Renee is there. She has brought this large plate of those “special cookies” she buys at Safeway.

Denise is there. She is sitting across the room.

Then the art group starts arranging the tables and the pieces of art. It is really coming together. A woman in an electric wheel chair is part of the group. Feeling: happy

I go to the bathroom. The toilet is round and there is some white grout in a jug. I then pull down these blinds. They have faces painted on them. A group of us are making something for a young woman. I pull up the blinds. I want to do a good job for this woman.

I am with a group of people in a workshop. We are all staining wood to make something. I come into the workshop and it is pretty dark. The others are in there, working. I see there are lights, but they are not on. I mention this and someone turns them on. I have stained a medium sized 4×4. We all talk about Mom and how she would be “slap/dash” when doing a project. It is all in good humor.

Note: In waking life, that was true of my mother and my siblings and I use to laugh about this.