Dream Carrier

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Words and photo by: c.b.w. 2013

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Ever since I was a little girl, I believed butterflies were dream carriers. I don’t know where the idea came from or why I decided delicate wings could carry such a load, but whenever I saw one I wondered what dream it carried and to whom it belonged. Perhaps the bright colors rich in optimism inspired my imagination or maybe the wings themselves, so light and airy gave me hope that my own dreams could come true.

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c.b.w. 2013

Dreaming Out Loud

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Masked and poised,
waiting for change

Human Statue Busker, Covent Garden Environs, London, c.b.w.

Poetic voices,
outrun the silence

The Ryan O'Reilly Band near Portobello Rd, London, June 2011, c.b.w.

Carving the past
into something new

Sand Sculptor along the Thames River, London, June 2011, c.b.w.

Saving gray
from blank stares

Chalk Artist on the South Bank, London, June 2011, c.b.w.

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c.b. 2012