Oct 23, 2006 09:50
So I had this dream last night about an art piece that was in the form of a building with a massive covered parking lot surrounding it. You entered from the bottom on a ramp, but the ramp didn’t go all the way up to the entrance to the exhibit. You had to get out and walk to the top level of the garage, which was still covered. Then you had to walk down some stairs to the elevator doors on a middle level. When you pressed the button the button would light up, but the doors would never open. You had to push through the doors and they were divided into male/female elevators. The elevators took you to a room that was set up in a conference-style setting. Everyone just sat there and eventually these huge tarantulas were dropped onto you. If you remained very still they didn't bite.
If you did this then you were said to understand the piece, as it abstractly dealt with the concepts of permission, stillness and way of passage.
Oddly I felt a sense of calm and good purpose upon waking this morning that didn’t seem to jibe with the weirdness of the dream.