the painter, the dreamer

Hand painted polka dot pajamas.  Done.  Absurd.  Ask for something to sleep in and I will use the fabric of your dreams as my canvas.  And it will be imperfect because I am human.  I can’t say no to even the most foolish creative impulses.  I am an artist after all.  Not the most practical professional choice.
I am a dreamer and I work hard at it.