emmyc:

Sometimes I have nice dreams and I feel compelled to sketch scenes from them so I can capture that weird feeling in a tangible form. This one turned out pretty accurate in terms of what I saw from my point of view! I remember the light doing exactly this in the hallway I was in.

The dream was about a yard sale going on inside someones house.

There was a man and woman in a hurry to pack up their things. They told me anything that wasn’t in a box was for sale and to let them know if I wanted anything.

Their house was bursting with plantlife! Vines trailed up the walls and moss covered patches of the hardwood floor. I think the man mentioned it had something to do with his profession.

A picture frame on the wall was full of a solid rectangle of woven, swirling vines. The vines crept out of the broken edges of the frame. I stared at it.

“Do you want the picture frame? It’s for sale.” said the man. “I can remove the vines.”

“No!! I like the vines!”

 So lovely!