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Art Colony: dreaming
Saturday, April 1, 2006
› by victoria
Today I am having a day of reflexive rebellion. I want it to be sunny and warm outside, with leaves on the trees. I want it to be summer so that I have the freedom to read whatever i want to, and to spend the whole day watching X-Files with Robin or grilling outside or walking around with Biff while eating frozen yogurt from LIXX. I want to sleep in. I want to feel that "open" feeling where time constraints are minimal. I want to go swimming, and get tan (at least so that I don't glare like the letters on a STOP sign) and set up a fish-tank and listen to people playing their music too loudly at dusk. I want to breathe in and have it smell like freshly-mown grass.
Last night Biff and I both had really weird dreams. I dreamed that I was at a drag show in a haunted building--the drag show being entirely performed by guys who had graduated from my highschool and whose names I will not mention, although their outfits were fabulous--and then all of a sudden this mysterious fog appeared along with this scary ghost of a little girl. I was playing and tuning this strange violin and the ghost didn't like it. Biff dreamed that we owned a herd of gigantic dinosaurs and that these 2 diplodocus dinosaurs were trying to get it on. Generally the dreams have been strange this week--I can recall dreams about Pete Doherty being arrested, a dystopian version of Colonial Williamsburg, etc.
And now i have to work on my huge advertising campaign this weekend! Because it is due really soon and there is still so much work to do and so much idea-refining to do as well.
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