Anthropologie Dreams....would that they could come true...

 ...the other day, recovering from my separated shoulder...and loopy from pain medicine...
I took a nap and I had a dream, 
and in the dream...I was in a New York City Loft ...

a huge Loft?...or was it a giant renovated barn?  
with just a few rooms, 

...all spilling into each other...

and there was a big open kitchen, very industrial but with cabinets like mine and
very warm and inviting, 
and in this kitchen I was an incredible chef!
and I made a terrific 5 course meal...

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....and off to the left of the kitchen... is a dining room. 
At first,  it looks like my Dining Room...

...but then, as happens in dreams,  it morphs and changes and then it is
my dining room but  
with a huge beat up farm table, that really isn't a farm table but recycled wood from a factory in Brooklyn. 

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modern farmhouse table

and seated around the table is a hodge podge of chairs, all different colors...,yellow.....

Dalloway Side Chair
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 aqua, 

 and orange... I choose the aqua one...

...off to the side of the table is a large leather sofa, 

...unashamedly YELLOW and worn and soft which begs me to lay down after my big meal with lots of red wine....but...it is covered in snow, so I brush off the snow and lay down...

across from the yellow sofa is a big orange armchair...

and a cozy yellow leather chair...

and sitting across from me, on this floral sofa...

is Courtney Novogratz ...

and we talk about our 13 year old daughters and 

Art and living New York City with her 7 kids...

we talk for hours and she is my best friend...but 

...eventually Courtney, my BFF,  has to leave

to take the 7 kids to soccer and basketball and ballet and hockey and 

chess club and fencing

Mommy and Me

and 

I realize that

 I am very  tired...and all worn out from the meal and the wine and the

wonderful conversation

and I head off to bed...this  beautiful bed...

the coralie bed - anthropologie

...but all the wine and talking makes my head spin

and it difficult for me to sleep, so

I go to the room down the long dark hallway 

and try another bedroom, this one a giant swinging bed

suspended from the ceiling...

barnwood hanging bed

the bed is relaxing and I sleep like a baby in a cradle 

and when I awake, I am so rested, and revived

that I am inspired to sketch, 

...and I drink my tea, 

and I create masterpiece after masterpiece....

and I paint this Piggie..

...named "Cora"

and  all of my paintings sell and I raise enough money to finish my kitchen...

then I wake up, and it was time to pick of my son from school.....

don't you love naps?

...and dreams....