ART STUDIO
Inside an art studio at night, jazz music plays in the background as a couple kisses. The woman looks at a painting of a shadowy figure with glowing red eyes.
"That one keeps staring at me." Paula Says
"Well, don't look at it." Derek Says, as
she pulls away from their embrace.
"I have to go to work." Paula Says
"Ah." Derek Says
"So?, Who is this buyer anyway?" Paula Says
"I don't know. He emailed yesterday, and he must have seen the Examiner piece. Probably some gawking Wasichu." Derek Says
"Mhm." Paula Says, while she giggles.
"You know, if studio visits led to actual sales, I wouldn't be two months late for rent." Derek Says, a the Door buzzer rings in the distance.
"Speak of the devil." Paula Says
She crosses the room and opens the door, revealing Jack.
"Hello." Jack Says
"Jack. Welcome. Uh, you're... young." Derek Says
"I am." Jack Says, Paula looks on trying to control her laughter.
"Okay. Uh, well. I will leave you to it." Paula Says, she kisses Derek and leaves.
"Come on in." Derek Says
Jack walks inside the studio and the door slams shut.
"Yeah, look around. I work in oil, digital, whatever suits my subject. I just started a piece." Derek Says
"You're a dreamwalker." Jack Says, Derek stops in his tracks.
"Excuse me?" Derek Says
"The article. You talked about your process, your inspiration. How your mind moves into different worlds." Jack Says
"It's just a story, just for the catalogues." Derek Says
He turns and walks away from Jack, further into the studio, visibly uncomfortable by Jack's persistence.
"You're Derek Swan, Oglala Sioux, born and raised in the Pine Ridge Reservation." Jack Says
"I get it. You read the article." Derek Says
"Your father was medicine man, and his father before him. Your lineage traces all the way back to Shaman Black Elk, you can see other worlds." Jack Says
"Look, if you are not gonna buy..." Derek Says
"I want you to do it. Dream walk, for me." Jack Says
"That's not gonna happen." Derek Says
Jack removes a wad of money from his pocket and places it on the table.
"I can pay." Jack Says, Derek looks at the money and clears his throat.
"If I was gonna do this, if...where do you want me to go?" Derek Asks
Jack raises his arm to point to a painting behind Derek. "There. I want you to go there."
Derek turns and we see a painting, he has made of the Apocalypse World. Derek places his feet in a square tray of water and pebbles. He sits in a chair, surrounded by candles. He closes his eyes and whispers indistinctly as he prepares to dreamwalk.
"I'm there, this place..." He exhales sharply "it's not my favorite." Derek Says
"Keep going. You know what to look for." Jack Says
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