(Tuesday, June 2, 2015) Moon: full Sagittarius / tarot: ace of wands reversed
A short, simple dream filled with emotional power. I am exhibiting many pieces at the dream conference art show. One large table is filled with my works: ceramic animals and abstract vessels coated in high-gloss glaze. The surfaces of my pieces in waking life have a matte finish, so that is different, but the dream art has an oddness of spirit that feels like me. Many of the forms have lids that can be shifted and shared between them.
I am talking earnestly to my new mentor, a tall gentleman in his sixties. He offers me $4,000 for a sculpture of a creature on wheels. He points out the fragility of the wheels but wishes to take the piece nonetheless. He is interested in purchasing more of my artwork as it is created over the course of time. I am astonished and deeply joyful. This feels like a huge shift in my life. What I have been waiting for.
The room, which is already full of people, becomes even busier and slightly chaotic. The conversation with my mentor is interrupted, but I am not worried: we will reconnect later when the atmosphere has calmed.
The gallery director, a blond woman in her fifties, is not so confident as I. She expresses her frustration with me for losing or delaying the acquisition of funds, a percentage of which goes to the conference.