SPEARED
01 July, 2018
SPEARED
art studio | industrial warehouse |
red | yellow | blue
ladder | antlers, poles, spears
sharp and long spherical
horny headpieces | masks
violent
I have a studio somewhere - it feels like Sydney CBD. It is part of a complex of studios, like an abandoned industrial estate filled with artists. My studio is well set up with my stuff, cheap at $50 a week. I haven’t used it for a long time though and realise I haven’t been charged either. I wonder if there are a pile of $50 invoices sitting on the desk.
I go to the studio to check, and the owners have invited another young artist to share my studio, without notifying me. She is nice, short and perky, with a fresh face. I think she might be a painter. They are charging her $23.00 p/w (?). I’m a bit confused but the girl and I discuss it, and I think maybe its a good idea we share space, as I’m only really storing my stuff there.
The girl and I and other friends (female) end up at some big gig or party. It is very crowded. Something about a ladder. It becomes quite animated, turning into a costume party, quite film-like. People are heavily costumed, overdressed, with big, ugly masks and headpieces on. One particular is a disfigured face, with a headpiece of lots of soft, long horns poking out, as though they are poking out of a bald head.
Suddenly there is a violent incident, a short, stocky, male half-animal character (also heavily costumed), becomes jealous about something and rams someone else with a spear? It is hard to see what’s happening because of all the costume. It escalates and 3 more characters with the names ‘yellow’, ‘red’ and ‘blue’ are ritualistically speared against a raised area and wooden wall. They slump to the ground.
Another part of the dream, my male partner and I are getting ready for yet another event. There’s some confusion about what time the event is, as we have to travel a couple of hours for it. This dream is also crowded with people. We are in a bathroom on the floor.
We return from somewhere to hear that there has been a murder at the local school - we’re told Dunalley in Tasmania, but feels like Sydney near the lower end of Oxford Street, Sydney where I used to work. Someone walked into the school with a pole and rammed it into a teacher, who died.
Another part of the dream, something about my male partner being stalked by a stag, around an old country house. The antlers are significant somehow.
*I wake up to read about the anniversary of the NSW aboriginal Malley massacre, and seems to have parallels to my dream. Men on horses with guns, and aboriginals with spears.
art studio | industrial warehouse |
red | yellow | blue
ladder | antlers, poles, spears
sharp and long spherical
horny headpieces | masks
violent
I have a studio somewhere - it feels like Sydney CBD. It is part of a complex of studios, like an abandoned industrial estate filled with artists. My studio is well set up with my stuff, cheap at $50 a week. I haven’t used it for a long time though and realise I haven’t been charged either. I wonder if there are a pile of $50 invoices sitting on the desk.
I go to the studio to check, and the owners have invited another young artist to share my studio, without notifying me. She is nice, short and perky, with a fresh face. I think she might be a painter. They are charging her $23.00 p/w (?). I’m a bit confused but the girl and I discuss it, and I think maybe its a good idea we share space, as I’m only really storing my stuff there.
The girl and I and other friends (female) end up at some big gig or party. It is very crowded. Something about a ladder. It becomes quite animated, turning into a costume party, quite film-like. People are heavily costumed, overdressed, with big, ugly masks and headpieces on. One particular is a disfigured face, with a headpiece of lots of soft, long horns poking out, as though they are poking out of a bald head.
Suddenly there is a violent incident, a short, stocky, male half-animal character (also heavily costumed), becomes jealous about something and rams someone else with a spear? It is hard to see what’s happening because of all the costume. It escalates and 3 more characters with the names ‘yellow’, ‘red’ and ‘blue’ are ritualistically speared against a raised area and wooden wall. They slump to the ground.
Another part of the dream, my male partner and I are getting ready for yet another event. There’s some confusion about what time the event is, as we have to travel a couple of hours for it. This dream is also crowded with people. We are in a bathroom on the floor.
We return from somewhere to hear that there has been a murder at the local school - we’re told Dunalley in Tasmania, but feels like Sydney near the lower end of Oxford Street, Sydney where I used to work. Someone walked into the school with a pole and rammed it into a teacher, who died.
Another part of the dream, something about my male partner being stalked by a stag, around an old country house. The antlers are significant somehow.
*I wake up to read about the anniversary of the NSW aboriginal Malley massacre, and seems to have parallels to my dream. Men on horses with guns, and aboriginals with spears.
