Saturday, 31 March 2012

The things artists dream about...

Exhausted from a busy term at school, and with the house free of all noise (thanks to a concert that Hubby had taken the kids to), I went to bed early.

The sleep was sweet and the dreams crazily clear.  So I dreamt that I was sleeping under pencil circles.  Big, drawn circles.  Not those little fussy circles that might actually be a crotchet throw rug tossed on the bed at the last minute on a cool indeed. Big comfortable pencil circles.  As real as can be, and as comforting as a crochet rug.
My scribbled representation of sleeping under circles.

Who knew pencil circles could be so clear and comfortable?!

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