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Jan 2020

pre- paris… 

I have a travel case with a handle and wheels and have some disparate, female friends around me..  Maybe I’ve just arrived somewhere and am outside, early evening, in an urban well lit area.   I open the case and it has a stone tablet in it that is broken down the middle, which I feel was intact at the beginning of the journey (but this is the starting point of the dream).  On the outside of the oblong paving stone like sculpture is an etched long face with the crack straight down the middle.. And its broken. The tough stone / plaster is ripped in a rickety fashion through the long face; it is a shallow, dug into, carved (primitively) face / icon.  I bring it out, and feel like Ive travelled to give it or show it off  and feel disappointed that it has broken.  As the broken rock pulls apart there is a three dimensional, crazy looking effigy, completely 3d with zany expression and mad mannerisms that I behold and move around in a 360 manner; pulling the plaster  casing away from it.  I had no idea this was inside.  It has a tanned like skin and eyes, is hand made, dark and rubbery skin,representing a naked elf / voodoo doll  / female body parts with twists, making up the way it has been made and has a pointing expression with  wire like fingers; its ready to come alive.  swirls, like made out of a string of clay, for head / hat and breasts.

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