Day two hundred and forty-four: I woke up from a dream last night, and couldn’t fall back asleep right away. I remembered dreaming of a giant oracle that looked something like this. She originally appeared as a beggar on the sidewalk who would not let me pass. When she trapped me and spoke I realized she was a seer because she was blind. She was a little scary, but then any good oracle should be. I’m not sure where the vivid dream came from, but suspect it was the dozens of wild surrealist drawings I sifted through yesterday at work. I first considered drawing my oracle in the mode of Salvador Dalì or Federico Castellón, but then I thought that copying another surrealist’s style wasn’t really adhering to a true surrealist objective. So I drew this mysterious creature from the memory of my dream, and let the style flow, as much as possible, from my subconscious mind into the picture.
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