Picasso Dream

Had totally awesome dream in which I met and conversed with Pablo Picasso! The older version of Picasso. I don't know how it occurred but all of a sudden he just showed up in a black car with a chauffeur. He asked me to join him so I did and we went to some market where he purchased six sausage and salami logs. He spoke mostly Spanish so I only understood half of what he said. He had me carry the logs while he spoke and looked through one of my sketchbooks. He was silent for a while then laughed and smiled as he flipped through each page. Then we came upon his estate which was a large beige/white stucco looking mansion. We climbed a staircase to the main entrance and I watched him slowly walk inside. I handed him the logs and he smiled then said, "Oh. It was your Uncle. Your Uncle thought I should meet with you." And with that he disappeared into the mansion.
I tried to follow him in but when I got inside there was no sign of him. I saw a nude model sitting on a large sofa in the living room area. She looked like she was waiting for someone. I saw a dog running around and a boy chasing him around the entire first floor. I then went up to the second floor and peered into one of the rooms, a couple was fast asleep on a comfy bed. I didn't know how to get out from there so that's when I woke up.

Portion

From my sketchbook.

Woman

Sketched this based on a modeling photo taken by a friend.

In My Sketchbook

In My
Sketchbook
Are
Lines
Of
Invisible
Tolerance
Divisible
Only by
Martyrs
On the eve
Of
The Fifth
The band rocks out
Hopelessly
Phosphorescent
Chords and riffs
Squares, triangles, splits
Paradigms explode here
In my sketchbook
I
Fit