What is the Dream that Your Heart Carries?

I draw the Magdalene dreaming because that’s how I imagine such a person would look during a moment of connection with God.

For a long time, I lost my dreams. I could not think, I could not imagine, I could not dream. I thought it might be old age, but now I know it was boredom. Maybe old age is boredom.

But now I too close my eyes and find myself dreaming. I build visions of the future every night of freedom playing at my great white messy shiny generous art table. It took some action to transform boredom.

Action is energy for our dreams. Doing ignites the soul.

Today’s drawing of Mary Magdalene

Pearlescent is pleasurable.