we had hoped for more in our dreams of flight, 24" x 30", August 2004, Oil pastel and acrylic on canvas, £400The moment in our dreams when we know we are dreaming and as though poised upon a fulcrum, we can change everything. Is it the feather of a really large bird or the extremes of perspective? The woman holds the answer. She is dressed in the sort of androgynous trouser suit that became fashionable in the 1920s when the dream of flying with birds awoke from the minds of ambitious inventors. She does not speak but perhaps recognizes an omen.
