The Dead Dance on My Walls

After an incredibly long day, on which I left for work at 5.45 am and returned home at 10 pm, I slept a looooong time.   I rarely sleep late.  In fact, I cannot remember when the last time was that I slept solidly through most of the morning.  


On Wednesday  I slept until 11 am  and woke to find the most intriguing shadows on my walls.  Normally, by 11 am I have been up and doing things for several hours, and usually, would already be in my studio.  With the curtains still closed the light leaked around the edges creating patterns at angles that I would not normally be there.

The first thing I noticed was that my Day of the Dead musicians were dancing on the wall.


Not just that, but they had multiplied with a double shadow.

Death with Pink Pom Poms was both looking at me and turning her back to me.

When I looked at her from this angle her shadow started to walk away from me.

And from this angle she was just a ghost!

This is a child's obi bow.  I love the exaggerated distortion of the second shadow.  The tassel is transformed from ornament to space ship!

These little African bronzes carry candles, not water...

... a weary walk on the long journey home.

This poor little fella is missing his tail and a leg (I must do some vet work on him!).

Here he has morphed into a cat!  Albeit a bob tail cat.

So next time you sleep in take a moment to look around.  You never know what new life your ornaments may have taken on while you slumbered.