Archive for the 'Dreams' Category



New York Trip

Two nights ago I dreamt that I was walking New York city streets, looking for photographic opportunities.  I think it was a spur of the moment thing.  I needed a holiday, and decided that I would go to NYC to do some street photography.  As soon as I arrived, I wanted to first pay homage […]

In Memorial

Last night I dreamt I was commissioned to do a sculpture at a beach.  It was to be a recreation of a murder, which also happened at the beach.  So for research I went to watch a movie at the cinema that was about the murder.  Then I went to see a kind of memorial […]

Dive

Last night I dreamt that I was going scuba diving with some friends.  I had never scuba dived before, even though my friends were experienced.  However, the instructor gave me no instructions.
We were all in our scuba gear and about to dive when he asked if anybody was claustrophobic, because we will be going through […]

William Shatner

Last night I dreamt that William Shatner died.  I had found out through the radio that he had passed away.  In a vigil held for him by his fans, we released some leaves and branches of a particular tree (can’t remember what that was) into a river and watched them flow downstream.  Then a Missy […]

Bus Driver Me

Last night I dreamt I was a bus driver. This was no ordinary bus though. This bus was pedal powered. Yep I was pedaling a bus. I’m not talking about a mini bus either. I’m talking about a long, American school bus type thing. Not sure how I did […]

Chuck Bucket

Last night I dreamt I was helping two friends empty a bucket. It was a big bucket, about the size of a small child. It was also a never emptying bucket that kept refilling itself.
However, what made this dream particularly memorable was that this bucket contained filth. Floating on top is a […]

Wave Goodbyes

Last night I dreamt I was in a building preparing for massive tidal waves.  I was with a group of fifty or so people whom I know.  They seemed to be people from all different parts of my life.  Pass and present.  Real and imaginary.  We were all tied to office chairs in an office, […]