Ever since 9-11 my family life has been in financial crisis. A month before that I was excited about pursuing my art career again since the Internet company I worked for went out of business. "Perhaps" I've been feeling as if my hands are tied and I don't see much opportunity/hope in a desolate economy. I dream of crows that fly around but don't peck on me -- they are just annoying problems that haunt me. I love red, I dream of crimson silk materials billowing behind and sometimes touching me--I think it's my creativity or my will power that hasn't given up. But when I'm AWAKE I dream I am that gorgeous naked woman hahaha! Actually since I made up the body, the breasts look like a bad implant job. I usually don't see myself in the dream--I'm the viewer, but I wanted to put a human element in the piece since I'm a figurative artist.