there was a kitchen
large, with very high ceiling
architecture circa 1900 maybe
there was a big country table
huge windows
everything one might hope for in a kitchen
and we were papering the walls
using strips of paper
maybe 5 inches wide
there was a pattern
but i can't tell you precicely what is was
the color was a dark dark ultramarine blue
verging on a midnight inky indigo
and a ruddy russet-y red
in some places the paper was going right up
each piece against the other
in other sections
it was spaced
in some sections
there wasn't going to be any paper at all
it was all very deconstructed
but i don't really know what to make of that
my inclination in real life
would be to just paint it
whatever pattern would be way easier to paint
than to try to figure out how to hang wallpaper straight
much less some deconstructed pattern thing
it was really beautiful so far though
there was something about it
it looked like
well it was hard to tell if it was being put on
or stripped off
and there was raw ship lap board showing
but the color wasn't faded
it was intense
then
i was in a room
that looked a lot like a studio of a family friend
and there was a radio program
that i was listening to
had listened to
and was being discussed
all sort of simultaniously
in the dream
it was about following a raindrop
from where it landed
in a jack in the box parking lot
through all the rivers and aquifers and etc
on it's journey
and i'm pretty sure it ended up in oklahoma
but i have no idea why
and when i came out of this
tri-phasic trance
i had:
3 cerulean blue paintings
just little ones
that were a series: a river runs through it
and i had given an award
some really important impressive award
that i hadn't actually known i had authority to grant
to the radio program about following the raindrop
i was slightly startled
and disoriented
like i hadn't actually been in the room
but someplace else
and i wasn't sure
if i had painted the paintings
or what they meant
but the color was beautiful
