Monday
Apr182011
I dream of writing
Monday, April 18, 2011 at 6:52AM
Last night I dreamed that I was making ink from dandelion roots. Yes. Dandelion roots. I was boiling them in a cauldren out of doors, like I imagine people would do when making walnut ink, and then I strained it and bottled it in old pop bottles. I sat at a picnic table in the sunshine and wrote with it--the paper was creamy and the 'ink' was green-yellow-brown. I could not see the words but I could see the ink laying down on the paper.
Then I awoke to snow on the ground, a black and red formal piece waiting for me on my drawing board, and no dandelion ink.
I feel bereft somehow.
Kim | 2 Comments |
in Note to Self, creativity, ink
Reader Comments (2)
What a lovely dream! Too bad about waking up to reality....
You are creative even while you sleep! :)