to the imagery!
There were four of us and a photo booth. My mom, hitoshi, one other and myself. The other was a girl, but i cannot remember who it was. Three of us managed to cram inside the tiny photo booth and the girl decided not to join us. Partly because there was no space inside the booth for her and she didn’t seem interested. We had trouble arranging ourselves so that we’ll all be in the shot, but we eventually managed and were happy with the random shots that were taken. We had an orange background.
While waiting for the photo to come out, we realized that there was some sort of mechanical error and that the prints were backed up. I looked through the slot and managed to fix the problem by unlodging the release valve that was stuck. A photo slid out, but it wasn’t ours. More photos began coming out but still, it wasn’t our photo. It was interesting looking at the photos of other people. Some were fun like ours, while others were intended for passports. All of them had a different expression and they were all equally intriguing. But it made me wonder, why had they abandoned the photo booth without recieving their photo? Did they just assume it was just out of order and walked away? How long did they wait before they realized something was wrong? Why didn’t they try to fix the problem? Eventually our photo came out and I forgot all about my questions.
Water defied gravity. I was an elder living in a remote village in China, where the houses and buildings were carved out of the landscape and on the side of rock faces. There was a flood coming that consumed each building individually with water starting from the bottom and moving up the entire landscaped feature, before overflowing and continue onto the next landscaped feature. The village folk were abandoning their homes and moving away from the source of the flood.
I was an old man in my home. There was a young girl and a small boy there with me. I was in some sort of meditative trance where i felt i was about to have an out of body experience. Things got darker and darker, and then i was out. I’m not sure where i went, but i came back shortly after with a renewed sense of understanding.
It was a lovely summer day. The sun was out and the temperature was perfect. I had a late night and felt the need to catch up on some sleep. I’m not sure what changed my mind, but I decided to go out and enjoy the day instead. Outside was an incredible coastline with a beautiful beach that stretched as far as the eye can see. The beach sloped down towards the ocean and I started to jog at the top of the beach looking out to the most incredible shade of blue water i have ever seen. There were lots of people on the beach and I overheard a conversation between two women that were jogging behind me.
Women #1: “There are so many people here. I don’t like having to dodge and move around them when I jog.”
Women #2: “… then let them move for you.”
i dreamt that mayonnaise was made out of tomatoes. weird.