For as long as I can remember, I have had a dream every time I go sleep. Dreaming is not an uncommon occurrence but I have a very special connection with mine because my mother has rarely ever had one. Growing up, my mother would always tell me that the reason I have dreams when I sleep and she does not is because when I was born I “stole her pictures.” I had never thought this idea odd until it was pointed out to me; yet once I started thinking about it, the basis for my photographic series was formed. I began considering nightmares and fantasies as mental constructions and, in an effort to better understand them, turned them into physical constructions that were made to be photographed. Plaster cast of hands accompany the images in order to further the idea that these dreams are stolen from another and that I am claiming them as my own.