The Dancer’s Wedding

The Dancer’s Wedding – Oil on canvas – 24 x 30 inches.

On most mornings, as the sun comes up, I emerge from sleep, slowly kicking away sheets and blankets and floating up like a deep sea diver onto the surface of a new day. I’m still alive, I think, but I’m confused.

A dream, slowly fading away, resists comprehension: I see through the walls to the green hills on the other side of the bay. Trees and the moon and a puddle of water are invading the room. Oops, how did I change gender? I was a male when I fell asleep. The veiled figure is lovely. She wants to dance. Shall I?

My cat, who moments ago was black and the size of a panther, says, “Yes, Yes, Yes!”