more dreams, just as vivid, just as surreal.
this one about being pregnant and giving birth and the other details and people are getting fuzzy in memory, but oh, man, what weird stuff.
hard to shake.
interpretation? I lean toward all that talk of creativity vs. stagnation with all those cartoon artists last night.
Eli crashed on our floor after an evening of crowded comic art gallery parties (3 bucks? geez) and a late-night pitcher of Poppy Jasper- with Trevor from Minneapolis- at the ever-fabulous Zeitgeist. (here are some photos of their classy "guestrooms," Eli- next time! looks at least more comfy than my floor. don't know about the noise level, though.)
Saw a great, great, great drawing called "Let's Eat Books" at the Balazo Gallery at 24th and Mission by someone named Andrice Arp. fabulous. I'm tempted to go back to the Comic Convention just to find him/her and say how much I liked it. damn.