We all carry questions we can’t quite shape into words, about the dreams that unsettle us, the ones that hold us, and all the discombobulated strangeness in between. Meet the Dream Keeper. One evening, lying in bed with the urge to draw, I followed a feeling and this figure emerged. Each dream is imagined as a living entity, nursed into existence by the dream keeper, held close until the time comes for it to leave the nursery and flap itself off into the liminal world. I have many questions to ask of the dream keeper, but I need to learn the language of dreams.
We all carry questions we can’t quite shape into words, about the dreams that unsettle us, the ones that hold us, and all the discombobulated strangeness in between. Meet the Dream Keeper. One evening, lying in bed with the urge to draw, I followed a feeling and this figure emerged. Each dream is imagined as a living entity, nursed into existence by the dream keeper, held close until the time comes for it to leave the nursery and flap itself off into the liminal world. I have many questions to ask of the dream keeper, but I need to learn the language of dreams.