For the past few years I have been struggling to recall my dreams, likely the result of too many nightshifts and poor sleeping habits over the years. Nowadays I only get the smallest glimpse as images of the dreamworld slip away immediately upon waking. Growing up, I used to pour through books on dream analysis and Jungian achetypes, trying to find meaning in the symbols. My dreams fascinated me and I looked forward to going to sleep at night wondering where I would be taken next and what would be revealed to me. To have that doorway into the subconscious go missing is something that feels like a huge loss. I hope one day I will regain access. "Winter Dreams" is my attempt to communicate this feeling of loss as the astral journeys are shed by the waking mind.
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