the following is an excerpt from a recent attempt to recall my dreams upon waking (having hit snooze way too many times)
“oh they are about to dissipate-
there was this place- people everywhere- relatives? everything was different, like we had spirit selves or something. i remember vague shapes i was trying to catch up with, and ask why they did the things they did.
hmmm...
there was a secret, and there were powers.
there was a shmoo-shape which may have been all of us- our spiritual power interpreted, possibly sent ahead to do things we could not do...”
bit about me
- electrofork
- artist, designer, geek, ancient-Romaphile; at length and with luck: World traveler. I design for print, web and motion; I create jewelry from diminutive prints of my photos; I create images -digital and analogue- with lines, shapes and words; I love cities and wide open spaces. I am a Brooklynite.
paintings by e daggar
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