Dream I dreamt (Saturday 13th of June 2009)
Painting by Pekka Vesterinen
Saturday 13th of June 2009
Opening seremonies went well. Also our littel dance perfromance with Riikka and Kristiina.
Denise brought me some more mate as a bday present which was nice.
Haven’t tasted that one yet.
The work here is tricky, you never know who are the ones who really would like to see some dance and who are the ones who don’t even have the courage to come into same hall to see the other art.
Sensing sensing sensing.
Most of the day was grey and rainish… but then at six sun came out.
After dinner and little walk, I decided to go run, since my calves didn’t really hurt anymore.
Not so long trip but I ran all the time. Surprising still. Then jumped into the lake and had a shower.
I actually though I could try to do same thing in the morning.
To run a bit (same trip) do my morning series of inhale exhale.. modified yoga. jump into the lake, have a small shower and then, breakfast. Let’s see can I keep it.
I don’t stress so much now.
I can’t remember did I tell this already (and too alzy to check right now) but in the hall 7 is 72 small painting by Pekka Vesterinen (all of these pictures you’ve can see in these posts) and they’re great. Everyday you find a new favourite, something you haven’t noticed before. When I get rich I’ll get a bunch of them for my houses around the world.
Got a call. Lost phones all around. Maybe we’ll see earlier. But I don’t want to expect.
Expectations brings disappointments. We’ll see.
I’m rather sad I’ll miss Noora just by day. WE’ll see in freiburg. What a party it will be, so many loved ones.
Now just to mae my way there and enjoy the trip.
New fireplace. warmer cabin.
How is the sleep. Soon will see dreams around.
There was this dream I dreamt, not so long ago. Coming of from boat or train… thinking of going to underground.. to a mine(?) but saw Petri and Maija(?) and even with the backpack running to catch them up. them running too…. Catching them at lights, big street rails going as well as cars… they’re were not the people I though they were and kind of embarrassed by my mistake I keep on running, over the rails and then along the road, down hill. Running and something behind me, a bus. I switch lane and accelerate. bus leaves behind…. come up to the field and the bus becomes a tracktor, behind me. Running along the sides of the field, coming up to the house and small uphill bookshelf with a lot of thick books Trying to find the right ones. Pick it(them?) up and running again.. waking up.
Dreams dreamt, dreams to dream.
