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afternoon nap dreaming...
Jan. 23rd, 2004 02:50 pmSo I've got a class at 10, and a class at 3, and I took a nap in between...
And I had this dream, where I wasn't any of the characters in particular, of this young-ish girl, who was done in sort of either very few lines, in a semi-chibi style, or perhaps white porcelain... sort of one of those cartoon characters that manages to be medium-expressive without any mouth, but tends to not get terribly excited. She looked sort of like Lain, and that might've been her name, but it wasn't like Lain from Lain. And she was in an elevator, and she met a younger boy, who was done similarly, but he had more brightness to him. And he was from China, and he told her, half in words and half in a montage, about all the places he'd been, and how he travelled (I got the sense of the expression "on holiday") with his parents, and went all of these places, and spoke a few Scandinavian languages that were pretty much understood everywhere. And the famous monuments of the world went by in montage, and he had drawn a cartoony rendering of his face on every last one...
And the girl had been content, until this point... but then she got to thinking about this, and she wants to do the same thing. And she might be at a beach, but then she goes into her own montage scene, doing something very similar (but with chibi-ish drawings of herself and cute animals that represent her, cats and collies, on monuments, all of which are in white porcelain)... and then there are these small white (probably porcelain) figurines, and then they get the black-marker drawings of her face and collies and cats as well.
... and there's a definite... cuteness... to all of this, but it's not like Hello Kitty, that harmlessly cute... it's cute, but it's about the pride and drive-to-imperialize-the-world that kids have, is what it feels like...
... and then she's at the beach, and things are in colour... the sand is definitely sand-coloured yellow... and she decides, for some really specific reason, that she needs a gallon-bucket filled with sand, and a small child...
... and I don't remember why that was, and then the alarm went off, and now I'm going to Ashok's AI class.
And I had this dream, where I wasn't any of the characters in particular, of this young-ish girl, who was done in sort of either very few lines, in a semi-chibi style, or perhaps white porcelain... sort of one of those cartoon characters that manages to be medium-expressive without any mouth, but tends to not get terribly excited. She looked sort of like Lain, and that might've been her name, but it wasn't like Lain from Lain. And she was in an elevator, and she met a younger boy, who was done similarly, but he had more brightness to him. And he was from China, and he told her, half in words and half in a montage, about all the places he'd been, and how he travelled (I got the sense of the expression "on holiday") with his parents, and went all of these places, and spoke a few Scandinavian languages that were pretty much understood everywhere. And the famous monuments of the world went by in montage, and he had drawn a cartoony rendering of his face on every last one...
And the girl had been content, until this point... but then she got to thinking about this, and she wants to do the same thing. And she might be at a beach, but then she goes into her own montage scene, doing something very similar (but with chibi-ish drawings of herself and cute animals that represent her, cats and collies, on monuments, all of which are in white porcelain)... and then there are these small white (probably porcelain) figurines, and then they get the black-marker drawings of her face and collies and cats as well.
... and there's a definite... cuteness... to all of this, but it's not like Hello Kitty, that harmlessly cute... it's cute, but it's about the pride and drive-to-imperialize-the-world that kids have, is what it feels like...
... and then she's at the beach, and things are in colour... the sand is definitely sand-coloured yellow... and she decides, for some really specific reason, that she needs a gallon-bucket filled with sand, and a small child...
... and I don't remember why that was, and then the alarm went off, and now I'm going to Ashok's AI class.
