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jeffy at 02:46pm on 11/05/2009
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I had to get up at 8:15 to meet a friend who was bringing over her computer for some maintenance. That wouldn't be so bad except that I went to bed at 4am. But I'm blessed with the ability to go back to sleep again after such an exercise which I did.
I had the best dream I've had in a while. I was visiting a modern art museum with exhibits of huge surrealist sculptures and immersive virtual reality environments. There were several artists, all entirely concocted by my brain as far as I know. All had vaguely similar styles, but used different materials. One was in a northwest forest setting (dream museums have the benefit of being able to include forests within their walls) where one of the memorable pieces was a 20-foot-tall stylized cello which seemed to be simultaneously bursting forth from and crashing into an old-growth spruce tree. Another "room" was an Escheresque progression of sculptures of words and letters (that I didn't or couldn't read) so large that you had to laboriously climb down over them and through them, descending consistently through multiple pieces until you returned to the starting point. Another had huge blocks of solid glass bound about with bronze armatures in abstract and animal shapes (this one bears some resemblance to an old recurring nightmare except in that dream the huge shapes were flexible like enormous sand bags filled with leaden fluid which slumped downwards onto a too-narrow support like thread which was crushed and immobilized while threatening but never managing to cut through the oppressive weight. Interesting that here the art just stylized a snapshot of that old dream with none of the fear and horror that one instilled). I'm losing my memory of the VR piece, but it included simulated flight over an island-sized horizontal structurally-woven tapestry.
The dream ended with me teaming up with Danny Strong (Jonathan on Buffy and (more relevantly for why he was in my dream) Doyle on Gilmore Girls) to search for the restroom, but I think we can write off that part as a clear signal it was just time to get up.
I had the best dream I've had in a while. I was visiting a modern art museum with exhibits of huge surrealist sculptures and immersive virtual reality environments. There were several artists, all entirely concocted by my brain as far as I know. All had vaguely similar styles, but used different materials. One was in a northwest forest setting (dream museums have the benefit of being able to include forests within their walls) where one of the memorable pieces was a 20-foot-tall stylized cello which seemed to be simultaneously bursting forth from and crashing into an old-growth spruce tree. Another "room" was an Escheresque progression of sculptures of words and letters (that I didn't or couldn't read) so large that you had to laboriously climb down over them and through them, descending consistently through multiple pieces until you returned to the starting point. Another had huge blocks of solid glass bound about with bronze armatures in abstract and animal shapes (this one bears some resemblance to an old recurring nightmare except in that dream the huge shapes were flexible like enormous sand bags filled with leaden fluid which slumped downwards onto a too-narrow support like thread which was crushed and immobilized while threatening but never managing to cut through the oppressive weight. Interesting that here the art just stylized a snapshot of that old dream with none of the fear and horror that one instilled). I'm losing my memory of the VR piece, but it included simulated flight over an island-sized horizontal structurally-woven tapestry.
The dream ended with me teaming up with Danny Strong (Jonathan on Buffy and (more relevantly for why he was in my dream) Doyle on Gilmore Girls) to search for the restroom, but I think we can write off that part as a clear signal it was just time to get up.
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