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The golden child

It was midnight in Portland and three in the morning in Haiti when my girlfriend called me to tell me about a supposedly strange dream that she can’t understand. And she said: “Honey, I dreamed of giving birth to a golden baby covered in light. I saw myself fighting against people and fleeing into the wild to protect the baby. It sparkled light rays all over its body … “.  And I, after hearing everything i asked her for permission to paint this beautiful dream.