10 January 2010

Dreaming of Picasso

I had a dream that I met Picasso last night, it must have been the fever. But there I was walking down a cobblestoned alley when my mother signaled me to come into this mysterious doorway. Once I stepped into the doorway I was in an enormous space dedicated to the life of Picasso. A display of his hand in the art world which he extended into every crevice. And there sitting to the side was Picasso himself, smiling. I peered over at him as I didn't want to gawk but inside my jaw was dropping and my heart was racing, PICASSO! He smiled and waved me over to say hello....

Screen shot 2010-01-10 at 11.44.20 AM

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Top photograph by the great Irving Penn.
Bottom set I am sorry to say I do not have photo credits for these, I will update when I get more information.

3 comments:

pixelhazard said...

What a fascinating dream! Picasso of all people huh?

epita said...

A special dream for special people!

Michael said...

He and your mother must have conspired to break your fever :)

xoxo