Female,
photographer/entrepreneur, born 1971
I
dream of buildings. They often move and have lots of
stairs. There’s often not a ‘story’ when I have a building
dream, it’s more like a piece of moving sculpture which I
watch, enter and interact with. Like some crazy Escheresque
canvas, the building I’ve entered moves, stairs lead on and
on, there are towers, which I reach, and then there’s
another door which leads to another open wide hallway with
lots of stairs leading off. The buildings feel “fluid”, and
while the stairs move, the walls also seem to have life,
moving and making way for me to move around the space. It’s
open and fresh feeling, not claustrophobic at all. Inside
the building I feel a sense of opportunity and curiosity
and pursue up the stairs and enter the rooms without having
to open the doors: I am somehow immediately in the rooms.
Mostly the rooms I enter are empty and some have windows,
most are inside turrets at the top of the buildings.
Sometimes I end up at another wide hallway or I leave the
‘building set’ and follow another object which has entered
the dream, be it a thing or person (anything from a book to
an animal, a billowing curtain to hands on a piano). Music
accompanies these dreams each time, beautiful and energetic
Bach-like melodies, whose phrases echo the myriad of stairs
and potential opportunities. Ever since I was young I have
dreamed music, composing melodies and apparent symphonies
with single instruments, two or three piece or full blown
orchestras. Often these building dreams are accompanied
with this “new” music.
I feel as though the building responds to me, to my
feelings and to my desires. I am in control and yet I am
open to its offering itself to me, as I am sure it wants to
show me something new, almost as though it is proud of
something it wants to share. I feel it knows I appreciate
it and that is why it is kind to me, allowing me to pass so
freely and is so inviting. A kind of mutual respect and
curiosity.
I have often reflected on these and have thought that it
might be like the building is an alien, who wants to learn
about the new species it has come across and also to impart
some knowledge to someone on earth willing to listen and
appreciate it and who will also make the most of this new
knowledge.
Sometimes I ‘see’ people or things and then the dream moves
out of the building environment and off to another virtual
‘world’.