Dreams A–Z

A cultivated landscape of frost and crystalline plants: still, ordered, beautiful yet cold—an inner space where growth is arrested and preserved.

A vast sea of black ink that moves like water: waves of language, inky depth, and the sensation of being carried or submerged by words.

A small, ink-dark sparrow that appears to speak, perches on pages or your shoulder, leaving ink trails or tiny symbols.

A deep pool of ink as a source for words, images and memory—sometimes full, sometimes overflowing, sometimes dark and still.

A hot, clanging workshop where metal is shaped—hammer, anvil, fire and sparks transform raw ore into purpose.

A tall, pale tower set apart from the world, felt safe but distant; you observe life from above rather than participate.

A large pale whale with ivory skin moves slowly through open or foggy sea, surfacing gently and emitting a deep, resonant presence.