Vessels

April 8, 2022

All night I dreamed about one of the great tragedies of my so-called life but instead of thirty years ago it was taking place in the present and there was still the possibility of redemption, of reconciliation and forgiveness.

This theme, as well as that particular dream recur endlessly in my nightly landscapes, especially now that I am living through yet another one of the great tragedies of my life, which briefly appeared to offer such im/possibilities too.

The dream featured a performance artwork with several large interconnected spaces where innumerable glass vessels, each of a unique complex construction, were displayed on pedestals, each with a person whose unenviable task it was to make the vessel produce one single sound at exactly one particular time.

Dr.Freud, where are you when I need you?
Or Dr.Jung?
Anyone?

oh no wait it’s ok i think i figured it out ha ha omg