Dreams 1
The Dreams Series began after an extended illness. Swelling in the head, fever, and dizziness combined with a lack of sleep to create an altered dreamscape which I continue to cope with. When I lay down to sleep, my first moments of deep sleep quickly turn to twisted landscapes. The way that I see things in the dreams are rushed, with constant movements, some mimicking the quick motion of a zoom lens bouncing in and out of a plane of warped existence. Upon awakening I am confused, with fragments of images blurring together. My sleep remains interrupted several times a night from the discourse of dream thought.
During the illness, I could not create art or any kind. Lacking the ability to focus, my internal thoughts lay manifest upon my art desk: disorganized, cluttered, stacks of mismatched projects. Clearing the desk did nothing to resolve my dream state. Lacking the focus to work on art projects, I turned to previous photographs in an attempt to convey the imagery locked inside me every night.
Every night our dreams reflect the day's experiences, the things we push to the background, the things always lingering, the words we read, the people we see. I now worry that in an attempt to purge myself of these images I am instead creating images which will return to my dreams each night. Am I creating a spiral, a whirlpool, where I will remain? Will I be able to rid myself of the pictures trapped in my mind? Can I heal myself? Perhaps time is the only way I will recover. I hope that the artistic process will help me bide my time and heal me emotionally as my body takes time to recuperate from this lingering illness.
