I dreamed just now that I had a niece who was destroying all of my childhood Arts and Crafts. She was particularly fixated on a piece of string art, string art of a ship. Like a tall ship with masts and stuff, made out of string. That piece of string art really exists, as far as I know. I was thinking about those childhood Arts and Crafts yesterday, while trying to throw things away. I have a few of those things here. Most of them are back in Florida though. I was remembering how I entered a bunch of those Arts and Crafts into some kind of contest. This was in maybe the 5th grade or 6th grade. The contest was organized by the school art teacher. I entered more things than anybody else, maybe a dozen items, including the string art of the ship. I think I also entered a model ship of some sort, and some other objects which were made from store bought kits. All the other kids seemed to think I was going to take all the prizes in the contest, but I won nothing. The teacher never said anything to me about it, either. I suspect she gave the prizes to people who entered original Arts and Crafts, and not to people who did essentially paint by numbers projects. Whatever the case, that was the end of my art career. And now I’m dreaming about the continued desecration of my art pieces. My beautiful beautiful art pieces. Going back to sleep now.