In Dreams Come True, a young girl ascends through an expanse of sky, suspended between cloud mass and planetary scale. The city disappears entirely; only atmosphere and orbit remain.
 
The tennis racket, lifted mid-motion, becomes less a toy and more a vector — an extension of reach. The Earth floats above her, not as fantasy prop but as distant objective. Perspective shifts: the child is no longer small within the world; she moves toward it.
 
The composition amplifies upward motion. Wind in the dress, exposed soles of red sneakers, open sky — all elements emphasize propulsion rather than weightlessness. This is not escapism; it is trajectory.
 
Color plays a structural role. The saturated blues construct a field of depth, while red accents insist on presence. The body becomes a point of insistence within infinite space.
 
The title suggests fulfillment.
The image proposes pursuit.
 
Here, dreaming is not passive.
It is directional.
 
Original artwork by Gala Bond
27 ½ x 27 ½ in | 70 x 70 cm
Oil, linen canvas