Dream

I dreamt last night that i was photographing a gallery opening at some big, nameless art gallery in a high rise overlooking central park for PMC, because all of our real photographers were in Hawaii on vacation. They gave me a little plastic rectangular camera, the kind kodak used to make when I was a kid that used the tiny 8mm film, and told me to use the on camera flash if there wasn't enough light. I got to the gallery and suddenly everyone was praising me for the pictures I was taking, even though they hadn't seen them and I was totally inadequate. Afterwords, I went to develop the film and there was nothing inside the camera: it was just a black plastic box.