Are you ready to dream?

My grandmother adored owls, and loved to paint them on cardboard from tight packets or cereal boxes – anything she had to hand. She joked that she was a witch because she was born on Halloween. As a child I would gaze at her owl paintings, mesmerised by how the eyes of the owl seemed to follow me around the room regardless of where I stood.

For me, owls have a majestic, mysterious and unpredictable quality and are a contradiction. With sweet and soft downy feathers yet agile wings, they can slice through the skies to swoop down on their prey - sharp talons extended to strike.

'Owl calls out in the night to silently navigate you through dreams and consciousness to penetrate through the cracks of reality. They search for the hidden truths that lay buried beneath and can only be revealed in moonlight and dreamtime.'

They can rotate their heads so quickly and fixate their penetrating eyes on your soul, leaving you with nowhere to hide.

When I lay awake in bed, I can hear owl hooting quietly in the woods near my home and I affectionately wonder what journeys await me in my dreams that night…