Dream: With my father in one of his buildings in Oslo

I am with my father to see a building in Oslo that he designed several decades ago. It’s a large and important performance hall with a lot of interior spaces for the public to hang out. It’s beautifully designed, has a good feeling, and the spaces feel organic and alive. He shows me one area with several nature paintings from his father. I am impressed by the quality of the paintings considering he was an amateur. The building will be demolished and they will build a new building in another location. I ask if the paintings will be moved to the new building and he says yes.

I am not sure what this is about although a few things came up right away.

This is about the creations of my father and grandfather. My father is an architect and artist and my grandfather was a reasonably good amateur artist in his own way. They both love(d) nature, spent a lot of time in nature, and nature was important in their art. I am like that too. I love art, I do some art, I love nature, and I often include nature in what I create. The dream also reminds me that I would like to do a lot more art, the way I used to in my teens and early twenties. (I stopped because I went against my clear inner guidance on a major life issue. That made it too painful for me to continue with anything that connected me with my guidance, including art, because all my guidance said was “get out of this situation”. Because of issues and trauma, I felt stuck and unable to get out of it.)

The building has a large performance hall and many smaller and playful spaces for the public outside of the main hall. It feels good to be there. In waking life, I remember my father telling me that for him, the main criterion for architecture is that it should feel good to be there.

The building will be demolished. In waking life, my parents are old and may not live much longer, and we are selling the house that I grew up in outside of Oslo, Norway.

They will build another and more modern building in another location, and they will bring the art over to the new building. Maybe this is some of what I inherited from my father and grandfather, including a love for art and nature?

Update a couple of days later: It seems that the dream is (a) reminding me of the love of nature and art passed on from my father and my father’s father, and (b) is showing me that old structures and identities are falling away and that something – including that love – continues.

The image is by me and Midjourney. The dream building was not quite as dark and it didn’t rain or snow in the dream. It was also more in the middle of town, surrounded by other buildings. Still, it’s roughly similar to the building from the dream.


INITIAL DRAFT

DREAM

I am with my father to see a building in Oslo that he designed. It’s a large and important performance hall with a lot of interior spaces for the public to hang out. It’s beautifully designed, has a good feeling, and the spaces feel organic and alive. He shows me one area with several nature paintings from his father. I am impressed by the quality of the paintings considering he was an amateur. The building will be demolished and they will build a new building in another location. I ask if the paintings will be moved to the new building and he says yes.

I am not sure what this is about although a few things came up right away.

This is about the creations of my father and grandfather. My father is an architect and artist and my grandfather was a reasonably good amateur artist in his own way. They both love(d) nature, spent a lot of time in nature, and nature was important in their art. I am like that too. I love art, I do some art, I love nature, and I often include nature in what I create. The dream also reminds me that I would like to do a lot more art, the way I used to in my teens and early twenties. (I stopped because I went against my clear inner guidance on a major life issue. That made it too painful for me to continue with anything that connected me with my guidance, including art, because all my guidance said was “get out of this situation”. Because of issues and trauma, I felt stuck and unable to get out of it.)

The building has a large performance hall and many smaller and playful spaces for the public outside of the main hall. It feels good to be there. In waking life, I remember my father telling me that for him, the main criterion for architecture is that it should feel good to be there.

The building will be demolished. In waking life, my parents are old and may not live much longer, and we are selling the house that I grew up in outside of Oslo, Norway.

They will build another and more modern building in another location, and they will bring the art over to the new building. Maybe this is some of what I inherited from my father and grandfather, including a love for art and nature?

Update a couple of days later: It seems that the dream is (a) reminding me of the love of nature and art passed on from my father and my father’s father, and (b) is showing me that old structures and identities are falling away and that something – including that love – continues.

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