I often find myself waking from a particularly bizarre dream and promising myself that I’ll write it down, or at least remember it to tell someone else. When I attempt to organize my thoughts, however, I find the dream muddled and messy, not the profound and moving tale I felt it was when living it. In my artwork, Don’t Look Now, I try to express those first waking moments when the dream self and waking self are still intertwined. It is in these moments that the imagined world feels just as material as the real world, though reality quickly erases any shred of that. My art alludes to the existence of this shadow of the unconscious on the ordinary immediately upon waking from a dream, whether pleasant or unpleasant. Faceless, shapeless, and unfamiliar forms drift just out of focus, muddying the distinction between reality and fantasy.
Don't Look Now, (installation view)
Ink and pencil on paper, ink on mirror, light
Size variable