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