Baby Dream, Face 5

Dream Baby

Wallowing in bed Sunday morning, I fell back asleep and had a funny dream. In the dream, I was walking across a park and carrying a red toolbox. I passed a mother sitting with her toddler. The toolbox must have been old and it broke. I was trying to hold the box together, but a couple of pieces fell near the baby.

"Damnit," I said.

"Damnit," the toddler crowed happily.

The baby's mother gave me the evil eye.

"Could have been worse," I told her.

Then I woke up.

The book I'm using for 29 Faces had a vellum page with dash line concentric circles. I thought this was the perfect page to illustrate the baby from the dream. Sharpie pen, watercolor pencils