THE DEATH

Oil on wood
80 x 75 cm
2023

Today I dreamed that my children and I are alone in the village. I am standing on the porch and I see a hairy crazy man walking very close to the house, making strange movements with his legs and arms. Dad said he’d seen him before and he wasn’t dangerous. I was still very frightened by him. I see the creature again. I try to run closer and attack, but it’s hard in a dream, so I yell: go away go away go away. The man stops, stares quietly, and runs frightened behind the house. I continue to yell loudly. My voice doesn’t listen to me, my jaw is clenched with anger and fear. Even though he’s gone, I still fear he’s out there somewhere. I wake up startled, my hands shaking, and I see something dark and large in the doorway. It’s death in a black robe. She stands motionless. One of her eyes sparkles like a firefly or diamond with a green light. When I turned on the music on my iPhone, death disappeared. I texted my family to see if they had arrived at the cottage and asked if everything was okay. Everything’s fine. I’m always afraid that these are prophetic dreams.