In another time, I will speak Czech like my grandfather, and I will make films like Svankmajer.....
Melanie Steffl
- zwinterwalker@gmail.com
- I paint with oils, print with ink, sculpt with clay, play my violin, grow animals and vegetables, travel, dream and theorize. And then I write all about it here.
Friday, October 25, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Murmurations
The women in my families are dreamers.
When I was younger I had a very close cousin, we were like sisters. Sometimes we would have the same dreams. My paternal grandmother has dreams of her lost love- she knows he has visited her.
My mother herself tells me all the time how she looses sleep over her crazy night visions. This happens to another cousin on this side as well.
So, I inherit dreaming from both sides of the family. I could have filled many books now with all of my relentless, memorable dreaming. Every night I am in these other worlds and I always remember them.
When I was younger I had a very close cousin, we were like sisters. Sometimes we would have the same dreams. My paternal grandmother has dreams of her lost love- she knows he has visited her.
My mother herself tells me all the time how she looses sleep over her crazy night visions. This happens to another cousin on this side as well.
So, I inherit dreaming from both sides of the family. I could have filled many books now with all of my relentless, memorable dreaming. Every night I am in these other worlds and I always remember them.
'The Starlings' by Gertrude Hermes
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