I'm dreaming of my art teacher, who supervises me building a sailing device, which represents liberty, creativity, curiosity and links me to nature, maybe it is my nature. Suddenly a third person calls for help, to save a cadaver from the swamp. My art teacher says no, he's an art teacher. But I imagine how I could bend my art, liberty, creativity, to become functional, and fulfill someone else's needs. Just to save an already dead, defigured, possibly mummified body. I dreamt this during a period of change in my professional life, reassessing what I need, over what others need from me.