Author: Denise

(Sunday, March 5, 2023) waxing gibbous moon Leo / tarot seven of pentacles

I had to get up early this morning to babysit Wyn and Oona, so I don’t remember much of this long dream.

I’m in a work-related house with friends and family. The main-level floor has studio rooms with fairly complete structure and decor. One of the rooms is my office/studio. I travel up the stairs to the top story, which is still under construction, as it has been for decades. Even so, I am very interested in my upper level studio because it is spacious and complex. That inspires and intrigues me. It feels close to heaven. And, the top story is not just a single level, it contains multiple levels. I am committed to finishing the construction.

Day notes:

I had a conversation with Cullan this morning about my renewed focus on fine art. My clay studio is in the house basement, but my dream room is on the top story. I said I was tired of doing graphic design (commercial art) for 43 years and was ready to move on. If I have success with small bits of clay, I could create an account on Etsy and sell them. I took a great class at Northern Clay that taught me how to safely ship ceramics. But my main focus needs to be self-expression, dreamwork and storytelling. Hagitude.

Yesterday an email from the ceramic shop near Nokomis confirmed that she can fire my paper clay at cone 6. She will put all of my pieces in one kiln and won’t mix them with other people’s projects. I’m happy!

The stone jester photo that I took outside of the Cider House near Glastonbury (at the top of the home page for The Dreamsters Union) reminds me of the jester in my kiln dream. He is wearing a hat, but his face is very round, like the character in the dream.

The dream titled A Magical, Gender-Free Being Rests Inside My Kiln today inspired me to search for a local company that fires clay pieces for customers. I found a woman-owned studio near Lake Nokomis called “The Workshop Mpls.” It’s not expensive and she has 4 electric kilns and multiple cone options. She fires cone 6, which is what I need for my paper clay. Hooray! If it all works out, maybe someday I’ll donate my kiln to her.

The dream kiln located outside of my house seems prescient. I wonder if I will ever understand who that bright-white alien-jester might be. Perhaps I could create him/her from clay. Think about it.

Also consider making facial portraits of Wyn and Oona mounted on wall plates. Like the dream Old Work Complete, New Work Underway. My art style is not very realistic, though. I’m a storyteller cartoonist.

Precognitive: On February 12 I dream of cleaning a dangerous virus (Lucid Dream-Within-A-Dream And Two Fragments). On February 15, in waking life, I head to my doctor with an ear infection that is draining blood. Two weeks later I am still having trouble hearing out of my right ear. After the bleeding stopped, the ear continued to drain yellow fluid, which reminds me of the yellow urine flowing into the bathtub drain.