There was a white owl in my bed!
I was so convinced of it, that I got off the bed with a start at about three am one morning a few weeks ago and actually searched for it. Before realising that it was all just a dream.
By the light of day I found the confusion of the entire incident quite amusing and laughed about it over breakfast with my mum.Until, later that day, when I happened to glance at a friends Facebook page and noticed a 'call for entries' at a local art gallery that stopped me dead in my tracks!
Naturally, my reaction was almost instantaneous. I got in touch with the gallery, collected a large owl, and lo and behold in about 24 hours the white owl that I had dreamt about was lying next to me on my bed.
Naturally curious about the significance and symbolism that owls have, I went online and had a little whiz through a website, which I found pretty interesting. (Read more about owl dream symbolism in the link below.)
It wasn't long before I got cracking on decorating my owl. It had been so long since I'd done anything hands on and artsy, that I could almost feel my starved artistic senses drink up the whole process.
|The glorious mess of supplies|
|The owl taking shape|
|My 'Punk Rock Dream Owl' on display at 'the collective' in Florida Road, Durban|
|Other fascinating pieces of art, by co-exhibitors, on display at 'the collective'|
|My friend Sarona and I at the opening evening of 'Kitsch/Cool'- at the Collective|
There were times throughout this process when I questioned my whimsical nature at having run with something that I felt came to me through a message in my dream. Then again, I found myself embracing the feeling of fulfillment and crazy fun that I had in the few days of decorating before the exhibition.
If anything, it is an experience I will remember for giving me joy, making me listen to dream symbols and the powers of intuition and also embracing the possibilities that art has to bring people together.