venice dreams

in my dreams of venice beach, a pirate ship survives off speedway and the tower of the beachhouse is lapped by waves

a peek

its one of those days where i miss the dead and the living.  I have beeen laid up with back pain and decided to forgo the pills i had instead just sleeping as much as I could.  my dreams are peopled with mostly people I know, some still in my life, others not.  they occur in the most beautiful buildings.  some are reconfigurations of places i have lived others compleately imaginary.  there are at least three ditinct cities that i visit one was a seventh floor apartment that i had rented somehow next to a notorious bar that in later dreams had been torn down  another a motel that was the scene of a murder.  last night a home with a triple parlor in a beaux art building.  i need to create

everything must go! 

lately ive been using the everything must stay, but in a different place, approach to interior decoration. 
the art, furniture and objects that were aquired by you for many different reasons and in many ways, and have made it through a full four seasons without getting tossed or given away.  everything else must go