Submerged in the Wave
dreamed August 3, 1998, painted l998, mixed media on paper, 16 x 18.5”, by Jenny Badger Sultan
THE DREAMI am standing in a living room with a pornographic paperback in my hand.
I have a little bit of warning that a giant wave is coming. Can I put my book somewhere that it won’t get wet?
The wave comes; it is so tall that it curves over me and crashes in foam that is like whipped egg white. But I am left in an airspace. I can breathe, and the book is not wet yet, but there is no safe dry place I can put it.
A second wave arches over me, leaving an airspace and this frothy foam. This time the air feels somewhat restricted--I am breathing, but I don’t seem to be getting enough oxygen. I keep breathing, but I am getting worried I will soon run out of air.
I know that eventually I will get completely wet--the book, too.
--For a different mixed-media treatment of the same dream, see