But none of them realized as Dalí did that dreams are actually not indistinct and misty and floaty. They happen in the middle of the afternoon. Crystal clear. …And dreams don’t have a subtext. You don’t think in a dream. The most unusual stuff happens in the most unusal way. All in broad daylight with no shade.
Early on in the year, I traveled alone to Ukraine to visit Pripyat, Chernobyl. What an eye opening experience. The silence was deafening.
Diem Chau, Seattle-based crayon-carver extraordinaire (previously featured here), just completed an awesome new series of Alphabet crayons. She carved 26 pairs of crayons, each pair made up of one letter and one figure representing that letter. They’re almost impossibly cute.
All 26 sets of crayons as well as new carved pencils will be exhibited in an upcoming solo show, A-Z: New Carved Pencils and Crayons, at the Packer Schopf Gallery in Chicago, IL from April 5th to May 18th.
[via My Modern Metropolis]