Between reality and imagination, waking and dream,
My body enveloped by architecture, warmed by late afternoon light.

Rest, beckoning sleep,
A quiet room, a trusted place where dreams can happen, will happen.

Glimpsed images re-assembled, passing time told through light,
Soft, soft focus. Reverie.

Here, at the threshold, worlds collide.

  • Dimensions: 3m, 17s
  • Artforms: Film & video
  • Tags: environment, light, Light work, psychoanalysis, sense, space