Last night I had a dream that I was setting up for my college senior art show (Illinois Wesleyan University Bachelor of Fine Arts exhibition c/o ’97). I got there late so I got a small space next to my brother, Matt. I grabbed a couple portable walls to get more display space and put a line of black artists’ tape from the portable wall to my wall.
Then IWU photography and sculpture professor, Kevin Strandberg, popped up from behind the wall and said, “This should be your show”. I couldn’t tell if he was serious or kidding. So I replied, “Okay”.
I started the black tape on my wall and continued it throughout the rest of the gallery space weaving in between my classmates pieces and the floor. It was a sort of spider web/winding road kinda look. Then I hung some of my pieces in the high-up ceiling part of the gallery and placed the black tape so it pointed to the pieces.
Then my wife woke me up from my dream.
I wish I had this dream 15 years ago. Dang. 15 years.