BLEACH OF DREAMS
I TELL MYSELF THAT EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE IN A DREAM. I DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO THOSE MOMENTS IN MY REAL LIFE WHEN I WAS AFRAID TO MAKE A STEP.
I always knew that spying is not good, especially for goodlooking men. But this night become an exception.
I have no thoughts at all. No thoughts - no dreams.
Dreams were all more or less variation of the apocalypse. Caught in a small room I looked out through the window and saw people running up on the street. Behind them was pouring red and fiery lava, that fill the streets as the foam. Feeling fear I immediately moved to another dream. I sat in a small room like before and the walls were projections of landscapes and animals. Later, I heard a voice-over sleep, who said that all I see is not real and all the walls began to move as computer projection and shattered into pixels. At that moment I was afraid of only one thing, and I thought that if Iâ€™m not real, if Iâ€™m just a projection of myself.
Scalding of evil people, he really hurt his heart. Now it was locked so far that even he could not hear itâ€™s call.
His brown eyes were gentle and warm. His laugh was infectious and fun. It was then - when he could still laugh sincerely. Now the is absolutely nothing left.
Our future and two-faced man.
- How are you? - I am alive.
Small city on my hand was so beautiful and I ask myself: â€˜ May be I can jump inside?â€™
you turn my legs into spaghetti
Strongest taste loudest drop head is filled the thought, unlocked Strongest taste loudest drop head is filled you’d be thirteen I’d be thirty-five gone to find a place for us to hide be together, but alone as the need for it has grown you’d be thirteen I’d be thirty-five gone to find a place for us to hide
if you go please let me know I go running with a heart on firejust enough space for you to fit your feet in if you go do let me know for you I found a cell on the top floor of a prison just enough space for you to fit your feet in if you go please let me know I go running with a heart on fire
be together, but alone as the need for it has grown, yeah cha cha, cha cha, cha cha cha cha, cha cha a cave or a shed a car or a bed a hole in the ground or a burial mound a bush or a tree or the aegean sea, will do for me cha cha, cha cha, cha cha cha cha, cha cha, ha I can say that you look pretty you turn my legs into spaghetti you set my heart on fire for you I found a vent in the bottom of a coal mine just enough space for your hands in the inside if you go do let me know you’d be thirteen I’d be thirty-five gone to find a place for us to hide a den or a dessert perhaps an ink squirt a cellar, a wishing well, a war or a guarantee will do for me for you I found a cell for you I found a cell on the top floor of a prison just enough space for you to fit your feet
DILLON - ‘THIRTEEN THIRTYFIVE’
There was nothing to remember. All this empty days, evenings, nights filled with overflowing sadness, longing and loneliness seemed to me the most stupid thing.
Bodies... so close, so hot. I want to cuddle up more, I want to become one. But the desire rests agains... the flesh, hot wet flesh.
A lot of dreams, but not all of them I could remember. Feels like I’m inside a vacuum. My body felt warm and tingling in the legs. I’m not afraid, I’m very relaxed and I see moving bright spots. Slowly my vision comes back to normal and as if in a daze, scrutinize my body. As if I see it for the first time. When I woke up I saw in the warm sunshine.
This lips cares you... leaving a wet mark.
She began first. Her soft hands slid under his sweater. She took a deep breath...
Small drops of silver rain until cold moments flew in the reflection of your eyes. Eyes, such beautiful as strong tea in transparent glass.
Your lips are slightly stretched in barely perceptible smile and cheeks slightly rosy, eclipsed dimples. Your sight, despite the silver rain, became brighter, illuminated. By your eyes I could see that in my heart you smile much wider than it actually is.
- Billie Myers is a woman? - I love this song and damn! I thought it is a lovely young man. - Shit, the whole picture into pieces.
Flying like a super hero over the open spaces
Everyone walked in the spring, through the puddles.
You are in the trap from invisible walls.
Fear of get stuck in the swamp.
I remember those eyes the most dearest for me. I have not seen much, but these were the most beautiful eyes.
He was worried.
And suddenly he realized that it was the moment when dream come true. And finally ceases to be lonely.
percentage of love 57% vs. 43%
And then ... I began to realize that I love him. You know like in the movies all in slow motion. Two meters between me and him, he looks down at me and I sit back and look madly,I want all disappeared in a flash except us. But it was impossible to turn back ... I did not want to believe, but now ... You know, it's like when you buy a thing, similar to the one that you desperately wanted and walk in it - so happy. And then you see on the shelves is exactly the one that you wanted to, but there is no money and you alredy have this thing. You do not know what to do. That's it. - Buy better handkerchief
Dream about twins.
I became an embryo.
Natural beauty in the frame.
They did not notice salt tears in their eyes, tears of joy. Remembered how they lived before and did not believe in happiness and bliss that captures them.
It was late spring. Hot days, the smell of burnt grass, the first green leaves, Allergy of allergies. And awareness of loneliness more acute than in the winter evenings.
I wanted into the sky ... Itâ€™s so beautiful, clouds floated so slowly almost as much as I.
EKATERINA DEMIDOVA POLINA DOLGOPOLOVA DANIA SADRETDINOVA KSENIA LATISHEVA POLINA TANKILEVICH MAXIM IVANOV EKATERINA ABROSIMOVA ELENA VORONINA IRINA KONOVA ILYA SHILN ALEX VORONIN MIKHAIL TRIFONOV EKATERINA VINOGRADOVA GALINA VINOGRADOVA GALINA SOKOLOVA MIRIA CHIJOVA NATALY OZEROVA
Final Major Project | British Higher School of Art and Design | Reconstruction of my own dreams 21/04/2014- 26/05/2014