Art

Date: 1/3/2019

My sister was an artist and I was helping her and her roommates/friends create a work of art that was part performance with video. We were in a room with very high ceilings and four screens in a square. One screen showed hallways of a building under construction with a metal beam floating horizontally along the hallways. Then there was a video of the five of us in a backyard talking in poems. After the performance I began flirting with one of the artists guys. I told him I wasn’t really an artist and I thought he would be interested in what I actually do but he didn’t seem to care. Then my mind’s eye went to H. My vision looked like the view from a peephole in the front door. Or a camera attached to a marble. I followed the video through a dirty art studio for as long as I could but my eyes were tired so I stopped. Then I woke up.