irn dream

I don't know what's going on with me but i hardly ever remember what I dream. The past two nights have been strange. Last night I had a dream where I was with my family at our old house in Little Village(Chicago) and we where in the living room talking and all of a sudden I looked over to one of the small tables and there was this electric clock/thermometer that would display the temperature (71F) and below it the word "irn". So I asked one of my sisters what that meant and she said the clock tells you an opinion on how the climate will be on a certain day and "irn" meant it would be a "raw, pleasant day"....whatever that means...and this morning at work i typed in "irn" on google and one of the first pages that pops up is some enviromental page called "International Rivers Network"..so I have no idea what my subconscious is trying to tell me....

strange dream

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I had this lucid and strange dream last night: I was in some art school in a city that doesn't exist and with people i've never met. Everything seemed so real. We were staying in dorms in a neighborhood that resembled some low income/decayed area. And one of our assignments was to create public art, so we walked around the neighborhood and created installations using found objects and materials. We separated into groups and during our walk I saw this futuristic 2 wheeled cycle. My quick sketch is above. It reminded me of the vehicles in the movie "Tron". Anyways we were crossing the street as this 2-wheeled cycle was speeding. It tried passing this other futuristic garbage truck(i don't remember the design though) but the truck scooped up the 2-cycle and threw it up on top to it's disposal area crushing it and the driver...Talk about tapping into a parallel universe...

This woman from work showed me a photo album of her parents' wedding June 1960 and to see such a detailed record of an event so long ago was aswesome. That made my day. Since the last post I have bought a cheap used car to get me places. The only thing is my license is supended due to massive past parking tickets totaling $3500, so I am very careful and not driving it that much. I was a bad boy years ago.

Anyways, I was recently invited to submit work for this fall's Day of the Dead at the Mexican Fine Arts Center Museum. They will dedicate the entire show to the life of Carlos Cortez, and activist, artist and poet who died earlier this year. So the image below is my homage to him. It is a digital print on canvas which will be shown with 500 postcards of one of his poems. And these cards will be free to the public.