Hi
I wasn't thinking of dreams at all. You may well find dream there, but that
wasn't what I was conscious of working on. (This is from a strand of work
I've tinkered with over the years where I rework the animated cartoon.
Means to ends!
Ta
L
On 9 April 2014 16:40, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> A dream as a sense of happening now?
>
> Yet, it's the kind of language describing it that turns it away from mere
> dream notebook to something darker, more seen through a rather awful
> (possibly corporate?) discourse...
>
> Doug
> On Apr 9, 2014, at 6:04 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
> > *Film*
> >
> > a man opens a door in the side of his head; a little steam floats in the
> > cavity; pipes within the skull shine patchily, clouded by condensation; a
> > healthy-looking seagull on a patio; a small black ant walks across a
> table,
> > examining bread crumbs; a helicopter is audible but not visible; the man
> > closes the door soundlessly; he opens it again; Warning, he says,
> warning,
> > the voice not quite synchronised with the movement of the jaw. Have some
> > bread. Warning, he says, warning; the jaws make exactly the same
> simplistic
> > movements as before. Have some bread; the jaws do not move at all; the
> > seagull is looking at the observer sidewaysly; the door in the side of
> the
> > head swings although there is no wind; a piece of cotton wool rolls
> across
> > the patio; it is ignored by the gull after brief examination; the valley
> is
> > full of flying birds; in the back of the swinging door is the garden in
> > reverse, reflected. Warning, he says, warning, his voice croaky, his
> > expression rigid; he stands erect, moving his angular arm stiffly to
> close
> > his head once more; but its door starts to move jerkily on its silent
> > hinges and his body fidgets; the arm and hand assembly take no account of
> > this movement and seek to intersect the head door where it had been;
> only a
> > faint mark of steam dissipating in that air remains and is immediately
> > dispersed by the flailing fingers at the end of the misplaced hand and
> arm;
> > the door closes and the fidgeting ceases, leaving the figure bent,
> > distorted, in the act of completing an action which is incomprehensible
> to
> > the observer, the observer having its own behavioural categories
> >
>
> Douglas Barbour
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