#artitupwithfriends : Dreams

For the month of May I am going to try and take part in a daily drawing challenge organised by @pabkins and @badaliceshop.  These will only be sketches but if you check out the #artitupwithfriends hashtag you’ll see some really excellent pieces of art!  Each day the aim is to sketch or draw using the word for the day.  Today is ‘Dreams’.  This is a sinister and sweet themed month.

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Riddle me this…

Posted On 20 June 2013

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This is really random but I thought I’d share it with you because I’m odd like that.

Last night – or more to the point early this morning – I was having a very odd dream.  I was on the bus going to work, as you do, so far so normal.  Except of course that my mum was also coming to work with me and my dog Dude!  That’s probably a bit more odd because I can’t actually take my dog into work (unless I want to lose my job) and I’m damn sure I wouldn’t be taking my mum!  Anyway.  We stopped gabbing for long enough to realise the bus was stopped, and had in fact been stopped for quite some time.  At this point the surly bus driver turned round and snapped ‘this bus doesn’t go any further’ – even though it seemed to be a rather strange place to stop. So, we got off as told.  At this point in the dream I mysteriously seemed to acquire some more goodies.  I now seemed to be the owner of two cows (yes cows, big udders, make a noise like ‘moo’, produce milk), both of which were wandering in the road nearly causing an accident whilst Dude had gone running in the opposite direction because why wouldn’t he?  He wasn’t on a lead after all.  I also seemed to be carrying two rather large bags of what appeared to be dirty washing!  Really?  Yes, it’s perfectly normal to take your dirty laundry, cows, pets and mother to work – I do it all the time.  Don’t you?

Anyway, back to the stray cows.  Fortunately, I seemed to also suddenly acquire a long piece of rope with which to round up the bovines and the unruly mutt – with no help from my mum because that would have been too convenient – only to return to find somebody had stolen my dirty washing and my handbag.  Why?  Maybe they took pity on me and took it home to wash.

Let me tell you I was getting a bit exasperated at this point in the dream and had made the decision to return home when I woke up!

So, all you dream masters out there – WTH is that all about.  Have I actually just gone insane??

I know this is an odd thing to share but I couldn’t resist and I’ve got it out of my system now!