i dreamed a dream that took place in the most fantastic series of rooms. it was a university, but it was also a labyrinth of themed rooms, packed with details...carved figureheads, like those on the bow of a ship, books, rich fabrics...one room medieval, the next old west, musty libraries and heavy velvet drapes, winding, narrow passages and small, crooked stairways. it was like stepping into a borges story. absolutely fascinating. i felt sad to wake up and a strong and wistful longing to return remains with me on this grey autumn morning.
it's quite amazing to realize that this place that i long for actually exists within my own mind. it is mine and mine alone. and although it was peopled with all sorts of characters, they are also of my own imagining. created by me, to process my thoughts. it's almost overwhelmingly powerful when you think about it. some part of me hopes that i am actually living a parallel life over there. and i definitely hope that this new location will be a recurring one. i want nothing more than to go back there.
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speaking of dreamlike worlds, check out these amazing combined photographs.
they're by a dutch historian named jo hedwig teeuwisse.
if you can't get enough, there are more here.
