11 August, 2018
I dream I am riding a circular skateboard. Its about the size of a large dinner plate, and it flies along. I arrive at my destination, which feels like an art warehouse event? A girl with long black hair at the front entry acting as doorbitch, its up a level, a floor full of art studios with happenings in them, different artists. Feels cheap, underdesigned and art-schooly. Another part of the dream, I am in a bedroom, and a well-known Melbourne fashion designer is lying on the floor in one of her gowns. I am telling her how she appears in dreams, she seems distressed. I am aware of a full cupboard of clothes behind her that I am going to be going through.