A page from my notebook:
"June 14th, 1999 4
a.m. "A dream, crystal clear, in which I was saying goodbye to Jorge and
Felix, from which I awoke with the sound of deep sobbing (in my dream).
First Felix ‹we told each other what a great time we¹d had together. Then
he left and I was looking through some things, a silk-screened tablecloth
we had hoped to transform into a multiple, with text, and I wondered if
I would ever do it. I folded it carefully and put it back in its box.
Then Jorge arrived. He had his lips pursed and was wearing a sort of silvery
magenta lipstick, startlingly bright. I said how did he do it, and he
said he had matched the color when we were last together earlier. The
color had some significance. Did it match something I was wearing? He
called it "azurro". We were saying goodbye when I was awoken by the sound
of deep sobbing, coming from a deeper level, bubbling up from beneath
the dream, from a deeper self. "
I should silk-screen
the description of this dream onto a tablecloth."
Felix
& Jorge, June 16, 1999,
1999
(detail, silkscreen on linen tablecoth)