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I have gone to the countryside by bus. It is Autumn. There are about six of us, some are friends and some are strangers. There are fields and trees and hedgerows and a narrow path with embankments on both sides which becomes a gorge or gully. I see in the distance about 6 people, very upright, with military-like bearing and red coats and black trousers. They do not look benign and so we need to evade them. There's now a dark grey cliff on the left side and a muddy path that drops down about 5 or 10 meters to a field. I slide down the hill side which has fine shale, like soft, dark grey lava. At the bottom I land on the path and I am with my friends again.
In the discussion the dreamer said that the feeling of sliding fast was very visceral and lasted all day. He then told us of his current and recent severe life stresses. A comment was made that the dreamer did land on his feet in the dream, which is positive. The dreamer spoke of how important the local landscape and his friends are to him. Julia composed the painting as a story board, with its parts separated by the white space between paragraphs. Many words related to friends and friendship were found to be present on the pages and Julia incorporated them into the painting. These include in the top scene: friends, two men who were friends, their friendship. In the middle scene: my friend, my self. And in the bottom scene: friendships, young man friend. The Dream Salon was the closing event for an exhibition of international and surrealist art.
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It is a hot, sunny day and I am at a picnic. I am lying down with a friend, we are piled on each other. Other friends are on a blanket, and I wonder why they are a bit away. In the distance I see three mountains, which have snow on the top third of them. Because they can be seen from the city they remind me of mountains in southern California. My friend tells me that she has seen some abusive posts about me from an ex of mine. My friend is anonymous when reading these posts as everyone is anonymous on that platform. In the posts my ex says I am a ‘fiend for love’, and asks ‘did I ever really love him?’ I am confused and shocked about this. We had been with him the day before, playing golf, and he had obviously made the posts right after that. Next, I am on my way to a soccer game in an uber. On the journey I let a childhood friend of mine know about the incident through Snapchat, which I would use back then with friends. I then get out a short distance from the sports ground, which is orange. I get to my team, which is in a huddle. They are with my dad, who is the coach, and I realize that I am back in my childhood. They have a green uniform and he has a black uniform with a cap and clipboard. We are then having a snack, maybe at half time. It is toast with lots of thick mayonnaise and sardines. I think that maybe this is the type of snack my grandmother used to have.
The event was hosted by the Neuroscience and Psychology of Sleep Lab. In the discussion the dreamer spoke about living in the UK away from her family and friends in southern California. During the painting process Julia incorporated the following words into the painting: Top left, in the grass: intense sensations feels hot slightly warm Further along the grass, and referring to the grown up and childhood scenes: the two opposing ages in respect of the evaluation distinguished between Next, on the grass, and referring to the ex who had sent abusive posts: dreams which foretell future events, whose object was to misguide him or lead him On the pink picnic blanket: explanation of a romantic nature In the head of the small figure of the dreamer coming away from the car: kinship Next to the huddle of school friends: A reminiscence |
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