Seasonal Dreams

Several weekend exhibition commitments have lulled me into long, deep, mid-week sleeps. Dreaming remanents preoccupy the waking hours, blanketed moments, afternoon naps and feather down. Maurice-Sendak-induced-fantasies of sleepy children flying through the night air, seeking solace in conversation with woodland animals. By the new year a revised schedule of sleeping pattern will emerge and sleeping through the cold days while working long into the night will no doubt influence my day-dreams.