Day 44: Turquiose Blue

I had a really weird dream last night....

My little daughter was trapped in what I thought was an air vent. I could hear her but I could not get to her. Than I thought that maybe she was in a alternate dimension, or maybe she was actually dead and I could still hear her voice crystal clearly. I was thinking maybe I was going crazy - maybe no one else could hear her. I felt so helpless and powerless. It was scary.


(This part sounds really silly - like most dreams sound in the light of day)

One of daughter's friend's mother told me that there was a new App for the iPhone. This App changes people in plastic objects. The problem is that once they turn into a plastic object, no one knows which plastic object they have become, and they can't change themselves back because they are only an object. I frantically started looking through the garbage for plastic cups and spoons. I was scared because it really felt like I couldn't find her or save her. It was scary.

This drawing was inspired by that wakey dream. A door opening from the Earth to another dimension. I wonder what that dream means... I am thinking that I see my younger daughter becoming a teenager, and as such, she's pulling away from me. She is changing, and maybe I can't quite reach her. I have to remind myself that when she is driving me crazy, that I would be devastated if she was no longer around. I love little daughter.