A Dream Passes

As the name suggests – it’s a dream ….

A dream with many interpretations…..that remains hazy in the morning’s memory. 

All we know is that it transported us to another world, impossible to describe.  But a floating image of this passing vision persists in our minds and waits to come alive again in the depths of night.

A strange music from far away.

A huge chariot, more allegorical than antique - carrying a kind of transparent egg, genesis of two mystical characters - passes in the street,  pulled by creatures covered in clay.

An incredibly beautiful spectacle.