Agassiz, faced with a fossil he had to crack open, was unsure where to strike.
But for three nights he dreamed...
A sexy comedian and her troubles down the drain.
A dream that turned out to be true six days later,
and again in a different way six YEARS later...
Weird paintings cover a hill town in Africa, demanding I paint them when I wake.
Paintings on courage, flight... and defying tradition.
I'm kissed by the Holy Aardvark, but my bond with my dad is strained by ESP he can't accept...
I'm touring a gloomy, firelit Victorian mansion filled with icons and idols from every
faith in the world, while this funny theme song loops in my head. What is that song?
CAUTION: MUSLIM RANTER; EMBARRASSING SONG
The "Amazement Park", as I dubbed it, was a building long as a football field and three floors high; you fly,
suspended, round an oval track, through a galaxy of images teaching that "sharing" is what matters...
I learn to fly from Arenna the moon-girl and Crest the dragon, in the House of Deep Memory...
Jaundiced dreams of an art show spell out just how deeply I reject the rules behind modern art...
I dreamed this was in our civic museum: a painting of the central
dynamo of our world finally erupting: the Businessman in Anguish.
My skateboard-riding mermaid girlfriend and I bind ourselves together by the magical power of names...
One of the Time Vaults has opened. That means a historical crisis is at hand. Guess who gets to go in...
I meet a nice werewolf in a hall of past-life junk, so sharp and rusty we dare not play...
My paleontologist mom can scuttle like a lizard, so why can't she manage a dinosaur gait?
DREAM: On a farm, I meet two sexy shapeshifting sisters. But mushroom clouds rise on the horizon...
NEXT DAY: at SF-MOMA, Susan Marie Dopp's paintings: shapeshifting sisters, mushroom clouds...
CAUTION: NUDITY; ESP
In a museum I talk to a stained-glass artist who's a dreamworker like me.
But a meme seems to be spreading that says dreams mean absolutely nothing...
CAUTION: ADVANCED DREAMWORK
In a museum, I absent-mindedly eat crumbly bricks I think are pastry; they really are rare soil-samples...
Three days later, I see a TV show I thought was on children. Wrong; it's on soil samples--that turn into eatables...
I panic as statues come alive at the museum, but they're all about energizing a mystical pyramid...
The city museum's new levitating sculpture shows a space reef explored by
a floating wolf who needs no spacesuit--vacuum adapted!
Freud and I argue dream-theory while we're stuck in an elevator that projects dream-examples on the walls...
I'm Liza Doolittle on Mars. With Mr. Wells's Time Machine. Lost, in fact. Can I get home? Should I?
In a worldwide junkyard full of warring spooks, I finally meet the one whose message I need to hear...
Through vast Soviet ruins to the modest rooms where the new Russia lives. As I fall in love with my guide...
Some Christian oneirologists barge into the Haunted Firehouse. But I pose for nude unicorn photos, and...
CAUTION: DUMB CHRISTIANS, EXHIBITIONIST UNICORNS, ETC.
I was a sheltered girl till I entered my family's secret ancestral vault. I didn't expect to meet...
When I see that grim museum shit I start giggling "Boy art!" The guards glare, so I go home and paint like this.
CAUTION: NUDITY, SEX TALK, LUST FAIRIES AND FLYING TEENY WEENIES
Improv-dancing with my sister, I get turned on. But then a repressed Asian girl joins our dance, and...
CAUTION: INCEST MENTIONED. OOPS, TOO LATE.
In a museum I see huge Jesus heads with inset saints and figures in pain;
then, in our old back yard, huge coffee cups half-sunk in the grass...
I wake to find I'm a museum exhibit 15,000 years from now--a primitive man...
At last, I get shown in the museum! Sort of. Homeless people sell my art from carts in the lobby. Stolen!...
A museum sketch of Navaho horses who got me hot--teaching
teenage me that my sexual orientation wasn't (only) human...
I hung the dream-net over my bed. It worked. A blue-winged man with a leg of silver came to me,
drummed, danced, offered to teach me secrets. Awake, I found a blue feather caught in that net...
At a museum, a weird art project shows me how observing and documenting life
in art can improve that life--just from being taken seriously...
In a museum full of spacetime-bubbles holding lost souls, the museum-goers are as weird as the exhibits...
In a church-tent, I find glowing pictures of mine I've never seen awake. One's half-done; I work on it.
I wake, and read how Jung, in a Ravenna church, saw luminous images he later learned burned centuries ago!
CAUTION: NUDE STAINED GLASS
A mad scientist sneaks me into a museum that holds the Ring of Power I made at 14. I put it on, and
slip into the spirit world--as a dragon! An ice-drake sent by Sauron comes to duel me for my Ring...
In San Diego, I fly around disrupting the UFO games in the junkyard,
till I reconnect with a centaur friend
I can fly and breathe water. So I fly into art-rich mansions, though
not to steal--I earn plenty from undersea massage...
My sister and I are runaways, developing psychic powers.
A cult of fish-selling witches wants to use us...
CAUTION: SIBLING INCEST, SPELL ABUSE
Reactionaries smash a paper. To rebuild, the editor must sell
the sacred tiki carvings! But gods don't LIKE being sold...
CAUTION: MORAL QUANDARY
Guards in a museum confiscate my goofy purple-warted shoes, then lose them!
I fuss till they find them. For it's vital to retrieve my, uh, soles.
I spy on a girl learning magic in a quilted ditch. She lets me join her telekinesis lesson! Can my mind move a balloon?
Then I tour a witch-world where normality's shameful. One kid's not witch or normal--he keeps turning into Donald Duck!
CAUTION: DISNEY = DISABILITY?
Inside a Renaissance reliquary, I see a dried-up head--but is it St. Sixtus really? Weeks later...
I dream I'm in a cafe joking with my mom's ghost. I say "If you meet a guy called St. Sixtus, tell him..."
CAUTION: READ THE TITLE
DAY: I have to read three academics who mock ancient, shamanic and modern amateur dreamwork as superstition.
DREAM: I'm learning to fly in the Temple of Dreamwork, next to a cute new colleague. NEXT DAY, I meet her...
CAUTION: APPARENT E.S.P.; DISSES ACADEMICS
I led a blind man through a vast art museum underground. But guiding him, I too was blind to the beauty...