Weird Ass Dreams
So I woke up this morning going WTF? I don't know if this is just all the stress culminating in my dream or what
Ursula Vernon (www.redwombatstudio.com) invited myself and another artist (Dona Vajgand http://dona-v.com/) to come and speak with her at a coffee shop in plano (why plano and why us? She isn't native to Texas - lucky- and Dona isn't in the US??) about the art process and about trying to make a living with art... so I say sure but it's last minute and todd is not around so I drop Isis off for a friend to watch and go up there, meanwhile I take the wrong portfolio so all I have to show are miniatures (which I almost call the ACEO's and get eye rolls of disgust from other artists until I clarify) and half finished work, I also didn't know there would be a projector so I can't show anything large because I don't have any files. Then the talk gets done and I am supposed to go pick up Isis and meet my brother... somewhere... and my dad calls, said my mom gave him Cholera and he needs to go to the hospital, suddenly my mom is on the phone telling me that she is getting rid of all the animals as fast as she can, including our old family dog (who has been dead for 6 years mind) and she is neutering all the roosters (some of which have also been dead for years and some that she names off are in reality hens) and trying to find homes for all the animals. Including the two dragons in the barn, but she won't let me keep them because they are too big to be good in an apartment.
WTF?
My theory - money stress+family stress+early onset con anxiety (as there is one at the end of the month) = WTF dreams for laura.
Ursula Vernon (www.redwombatstudio.com) invited myself and another artist (Dona Vajgand http://dona-v.com/) to come and speak with her at a coffee shop in plano (why plano and why us? She isn't native to Texas - lucky- and Dona isn't in the US??) about the art process and about trying to make a living with art... so I say sure but it's last minute and todd is not around so I drop Isis off for a friend to watch and go up there, meanwhile I take the wrong portfolio so all I have to show are miniatures (which I almost call the ACEO's and get eye rolls of disgust from other artists until I clarify) and half finished work, I also didn't know there would be a projector so I can't show anything large because I don't have any files. Then the talk gets done and I am supposed to go pick up Isis and meet my brother... somewhere... and my dad calls, said my mom gave him Cholera and he needs to go to the hospital, suddenly my mom is on the phone telling me that she is getting rid of all the animals as fast as she can, including our old family dog (who has been dead for 6 years mind) and she is neutering all the roosters (some of which have also been dead for years and some that she names off are in reality hens) and trying to find homes for all the animals. Including the two dragons in the barn, but she won't let me keep them because they are too big to be good in an apartment.
WTF?
My theory - money stress+family stress+early onset con anxiety (as there is one at the end of the month) = WTF dreams for laura.