Speaking of dreams, probably the weirdest aspect of spending 15+ hours a day immersed in a creative project is the fact that in the hours when you're not working, you're dreaming about working. One night Jonathan's snoring woke me up, but not before I started dreaming that his snoring was the beat of the song we'd been working on for hours earlier that day. When I did wake up, I gently shook him so he'd stop snoring, and he started muttering, "Chekhov! Chekhov!"
THINGS GOT TRIPPY, Y'ALL.
Here are some pictures:
[PLEASE NOTE THAT OUR NAMES ARE SHARING SPACE WITH LAURIE ANDERSON AND RALPH LEMON, TWO OF MY PERSONAL ART HEROES.]