How I created the Sweet Dream living statue
My Sweet Dream
When I was a child my mum used to sew a lot. One snowy, winters morning when she was sewing, she called me. She was staring and pointing out of the the window, saying: “You see, a little bird! It flew here to peck some grain.” This was my ‘sweet dream’ memory. It was soft, touching and had a simple beauty, which stayed in my memory forever. 26 years after I recalled that simple moment. It was during the final creation of my Sweet Dream living statue.