30 July 2010 @ 10:07 am
gold lamé wings  
Another night's sleep disturbed by dreams about my brother (who should be getting out of ICU today). And as I'm waking up from each of them, my chest is tight and my heart feels as heavy as a bowling ball. Because, of course, while the dreams may seem to be about him, they're mostly thinly-veiled admissions and admonitions of my own mortality.

In the most transparent example, I had one last night where he confessed on his hospital bed that what bothered him most about being so close to death was that he might not get to finish this art project he had in mind. He said he wanted to photograph nudes in a bowling alley wearing gold lamé wings. This is especially funny given that my brother has never expressed a single artistic desire in his life. I assured him I'd do whatever I could to help make that happen.

 
 
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Pallaspallasathene8 on July 30th, 2010 04:34 pm (UTC)
Gold lame wings...how very specific. :P I think even if that's not what its really all about, and your brother has no artistic desires, you two should totally make that a project once he's feeling better. Spend some good brotherly bonding time photographing naked bowling angels together. :P
lilyvalleylilyvalley on July 31st, 2010 01:47 am (UTC)
I agree! Awesome idea!

Grid: glad your brother's moving out of ICU. That's good news, fer sher!
orcaarroworcaarrow on July 31st, 2010 02:58 am (UTC)
I'm sorry to hear your having crazy dreams. Although, I keep reading about your dreams I think of "Scenes From A Night's Dream" by Genesis.

I hope your brother is doing well.
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