Everyday responses of the visual artist Julian Peña's experiences in art, culture, society, and life.
Julian Peña
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Dreaming About Kids Throwing Exploding Paper Bags
Had the weirdest dream last night. We (several of my friends from my personal life) we're at some large-scale exhibition,
like a world's fair, and we witnessed some guy running in distress with
tattered clothes. He fell in the train tracks and collapsed. We went
after him but it was too late, and some old lady gave a disturbing
vision that I need to do that same thing with Brian the next day. I turn
around and realize I'm separated from the group. Things got more quiet
and these kids wearing different shades of red and oranges started
appearing. It started to get kinda creepy and weird things started
happening. I kept seeing really malicious things like clowns with knives
and stuff. People started trying to escape and we were being under
attack. I tried looking for everybody but had no luck. So I started
grabbing whatever I can as weapons to defend myself. I beat my way
through the exit outside, which seemed more quiet. I stepped out and
found more kids dressed in hoodies. This time, they were throwing paper
bags. When it hit the ground they blew up, like a grenade. I ran off as
those kids were chasing me. Their numbers grew increasingly and it
became to be overwhelming. At one point they caught me and stuffed a
whole bunch of paper bag grenades in my shirt. I thought I was gonna be a
goner, but one of the kids got close to me so I grabbed him and started
running towards the group of kids. As I was running I pulled out the
bombs and placed them in the kid's hoodie. Then I threw him and blew the
whole group up. I walked off and found the group in a different
location, with a feeling of one person missing. THEN I WOKE UP!
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