A Dream Of Time
3 or 4 years ago, I had this dream of trapping in a time circle. I thought it's interesting and wrote this dream into a story. When I first started to do illustrations, this was my first experiment on a series of drawings.
It's a long story, but also a dream with no start and no end.
I remembered from a dessert. I was running away from something, and a truck came to pick me. There were my friends on the truck( dream friends), one of them was the boy I liked at that time. He used to care about his appearance and wear good clothes. I got on the car and I was too tired so I fell asleep quickly.
When I woke up, people are talking in the car. In a vague, I listened to what they're talking. But then I felt very strange, and I couldn't understand all. The boy I liked looks different, he was acting like that we've been in a relationship for long, and he dressed casually. After some time I realised that this is 10 years after I just got on car. I travelled time through my sleep. I told this conclusion to my friends. They believed me.
The car arrived at a square, I got down the car. I went to a building and a friend of mine was there.( a real one) She asked me that, she want to go to 2 places this afternoon, and ask me which one is better. I chose one for her, but she thought for a bit and said " I'd better go to another one" ( reflecting the reality that she's always torn, also usually people ask me about that they already have the answer, usually opposite to my choice)
In this period, my drawing is kind of like a collage, I put these elements together randomly, and combine some elements in an unusual way. For example, the strings come into the windows, the stars come along with the string, like some magic. With this magic feeling I want to indicate time, flowing quietly. The string is also a connection between two pictures, I like to use these signs to achieve the narrativity.
After that, everything go back to I woke up again in the car. I listened to their talkings, I was confused first and realised that it's ten years past. And I also realised that, this is familiar. I'm experiencing the same thing again. I told this again to my friends, and also said that this already happened once. They still believed me and became silent. We arrived the square again and met my friend. Before she said anything, I first say that,
" You'll ask me that whether you should go to place A or place B today, I'll say A but you'll still choose B."
She thought for a while, and said,
" Then I'll go to place C"
She left. I was wandering there, and thought, I'm trapped in a time circle.
Another friend of mine appeared. She came and told me that she could bring me out of my time circle, because her time goes backward.
We walked along a long road, over the rainbow. ( Just like we walk together at the school along the grassland.)
The stars( means time) fell down, the way out is magical.
Then I arrived home, and sit in the dining room with my father(dream father). I got a memory that I was eating breakfast there in the morning. Then when I looked up to the clock on the wall, I suddenly found that it's going counterclockwise. Then I wake up.
I really like my drawing of multiple clocks, I didn't directly to say "counterclockwise", but with a feeling of being played by time.
The final one is not related with the story, but relates with the myself that I found lots of visions in my dreams can be interpreted as a reflection of reality. Why would we want to understand dream? After all we want to understand ourselves. Dreams are only mirrors.
