That’s a working title. I sat down to do this transformative beautiful piece about the dream I had the other day, and this came out instead. Bu looked over my shoulder and remarked “Wow. Old school Heidi.” I said “Yeh, I can hardly look at it. It freaks me out.”
I can’t tell you how good it felt to just create where my mind led me and to make real art again. Not as satisfying as clay under my fingers, but close. Next time I can snatch an hour or two for myself I’ll do something with the pretty dream.