So last night I had a dream about work (I work at a museum). It was pretty boring aside from the beginning where there was this computer wired to a sink that kept spitting up colored water (first yellow, I think, then red and blue) because M&Ms had been tossed down the drain. Naturally my museum in the dream was not the museum as it is in reality. But for whatever reason that dream museum was crystal clear in my head. Even after I woke up, I could see it perfectly--so I sketched it out real quick. It was still so fresh in my head later on that I decided to draw it out a little more nicely.
Now that I look at it, I think my subconscious more or less stole the general layout/style of the big open space outside the new Americas Wing at the MFA. Way to be original, subconscious. Though my dream museum layout is a bit less practical I feel. A for instance: why is the video screen not facing the seating area? Another for instance: why is the front desk so far from the actual entrance and in the opposite direction of the actual galleries? I do not know. I just draw what I dream.
So. This has been perhaps the longest month of my life. And that's only in part because of this thing.
I still haven't decided what I'm going to do for April. I had settled on the itunes shuffle writing thing, but since I've been a little bit stressed of late I thought I'd go with something less demanding (writing everyday would be very demanding for me). But now I can't settle on anything at all. Nothing's really grabbing me. Luckily I've got all tomorrow to figure it out. Go, Brain! Go!
And farewell, March!
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