midnight swim 

An illustration turned riso print of a dream I had one night. I was walking through a bamboo forrest during a bright orange sunset, and came upon an icy pond. Pausing for a moment, I continued on and started to wade through the frigid, dark water, beforestopping after the bottom half of my mouth was submerged. The petals in the water and the butterflies resting from the bamboo shoots looked like snow as they glittered with the light of the setting sun.