dream memory

dreamed last night about entering an art store with a specific item in mind to acquire. I was with S.

what i wanted wasn't in evidence, but I saw a piece that was interesting, or someone interested me in it. I sat opposite her at a busy table and she finished the piece with really cool oil crayons which she handled with ease and innovation. Yet the product was not that outstanding. I was looking at it upside down, but I don't think made any difference. I was enchanted by the crayons and asked about them. She had sold out but vaguely would be getting more.

S was a couple seats away, finishing a similar piece, kind of an angel and the face and halo part had been unfinished. S's face and halo were UNIQUE-- the halo consisted of multiple heads cut from magazine photos and arrayed in a half circle and the crayons had been used to create light and connections between the heads.

I wasn't going to write about this dream, as much as I was fascinated by it, because I didn't want to bother to dig into my memory and thoughts. But I was online, so I did it. glad I did.


Also something about class and lights being on or off, students liking, not liking, movie excerpts