...In the Japanese garden of our backyard I noticed one
clematis flower that seemed to be floating in the air.
The next morning I woke up from a strange dream, wrote it
down on the window with a chalk and began painting the blossom.
Much later I understood that the clematis flower in my dream
represented love and trust...
The Clematis Dream
Love was created to create...
Children enter a meadow and play hide and
seek. They run so fast that sunlight cannot catch them. It looks as if
they are hunting themselves.
Life seems longer when you jump in the
grass. Without the reins.
My mother plants me on her favorite flower, the
clematis. The vines of clematis seem to be planted in the air.
Should we grow up like that? The petals
are closing and wrinkling from my breath. Every petal or stamen I try to
hold on to just falls out.
My brother is on the edge of a flower. He
slips and falls down on the dirt. It is so foggy no one sees him. Every
time he moves, it becomes more foggy.
His muddy shoes in the fog do not look so
muddy after all. His raincoat is full of hail. The hailcoat.
I gather the fallen petals to celebrate and
planting a seed bigger than the whole garden I water for two.
Every time I walk, the strings fall out of my
pockets and I find my grandfather's letter beside his grave on a
meadow. On top there is a can, so every time I run over it, he would wake
up. My grandfather's white ring is on my finger. It is always with me like
When I run, my eyes are closed, and I bump
into the childhood tree with a hammock full of the clematis pollen.
The hummingbirds land. They are to become
That is all I remember from my dream. I am
only a child, but I remember everything I need.
Everything I know is someone. Everything
I think is someone.