Dreaming softens you and makes you unfit for daily work ...

MOMENTAN, Guldbergsgade 41

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12 January 2009: Dreaming softens you...

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The installation DREAMING SOFTENS YOU AND MAKES YOU UNFIT FOR DAILY WORK by HENRIETTE HEISE is on show at the MOMENTAN window gallery every morning 7.45am to 8.15am and every evening 4pm to 10 pm. The show is on from January 12th - 28th 2009.

During the exhibition Henriette will keep a blog with daily updates at www.dreamingsoftensyou.blogspot.com/

Reception Saturday January 17th from 5pm to 6pm in the street outside MOMENTAN at Guldbergsgade 41, Copenhagen.

The installation consists of two large collages made of fabric from used duvet covers. There is furthermore a light system. The collages of fabric work as curtains in the windows of MOMENTAN. The light streams through them and into the street with a sleep like rhythm.

Each morning at 7.57am Henriette Heise walks half asleep down Guldbergsgade passing the windows of MOMENTAN. She walks with her daughter Solvej, who shall meet at 8am at the local school nearby. The point of departure for Henriette Heise's exhibition at MOMENTAN is exactly this situation.

13 January 2009: 7.57am Guldbergsgade this morning

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14 January 2009: A friend told me about this dream:

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It was in the middle of the night and I was asleep. Someone was knocking on my front door - it was the neighbours who wanted to borrow an alarm clock.

Rembrandt , Young Woman Sleeping

15 January 2009: dream machine

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"Had a transcendental storm of colour visions today in the bus going to Marseilles. We ran though a long avenue of trees and I close my eyes against the setting sun. An overwhelming flood of intensely bright colours exploded behind my eyelids: a multi-dimensional kaleidoscope whirling out through space. I was swept out of time. I was out in a world of infinite number. The vision stopped abruptly as we left the trees. Was that a vision? What happened to me?" - extract from the diary of Brion Gysin 21/12/1958

16 January 2009

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17 January 2009: 7 September 1950

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"Everything pays dividends except dreaming - dreaming softens you and makes you unfit for daily work. It is difficult to be an artist and close the door to dreams."

From the diary of Louise Bourgeois

18 January 2009: Jag gillar teatral arkitektur som bygger på drömmar om förändring

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One day, while working on the curtains and checking facebook simultaneously, a friend from facebook linked to a web magazine; trikster.net I followed the link and found an article by Katarina Bonnevier about the author Selma Lagerlöff and her house - that is a long and interesting story, so go and read it yourself if you are interested... Anyway this quote from the article got stuck in my mind: "Jag gillar teatral arkitektur som bygger på drömmar om förändring" (I like theatrical architecture building upon dreams about change).

19 January 2009: Scarcity, from Vertical to Horizontal and Back Again

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A performance by Emma Hedditch

20 January 2009: SISTER DREAM

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A friend e-mailed me this dream:

It wasn't really much like a full-on extended dream. It was, in fact, mainly a fragment of a longer set of dreams that have now passed into the unknowable again.

At some point my sister was in a garden and I was too. Now, I am 42 and she is 45. She has no children but in the dream it was obvious that she was giving birth. There was no real physical detail to this process, just a sudden set of six eggs that appeared before us and me thinking 'oh my sister has given birth - i wonder what she thinks of that!'. Looking at the eggs, they were kind of pulsating with a life that wished to finally get out from within the eggshell. Like geomorphic forms, things pushed from the inside and the shells softly moved this way and that way. Quite sweet really. It was slow but then 4 things came from the eggs. Now, I don't remember well but I'm sure they were kittens, tiny kittens. One of the eggs was still struggling to get out and the last egg had disappeared. Then the dream was over.

21 January 2009: Another friend emailed me this dream:

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I travel to Berlin at the behest of my friend Mario who is something of a cultural impresario. Mario fails to meet me at the airport and I can’t get him on the phone. I call Stiletto and Kirstein and hang out with them instead. The next day I manage to meet up with Mario. He’s been on a bender and doesn’t feel like making the TV interview he’d flown me over to do happen. He says it can be postponed for a day or two. I tell him I have to return to London that night. He suggests I change my flight. I tell him I can’t prolong my stay in Berlin. He organises the TV interview. After the interview I go to the Tricky Tunes record shop because I want to catch up with Christoph who is at work there.

22 January 2009

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23 January 2009: Paris qui dort

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Thanks C - for telling me about this film from 1925 by René Clair:

Paris qui dort
Uploaded by XLanig

24 January 2009: The alarm clock rings: first humiliation of the day.

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25 January 2009: Curtains with eyes painted on...

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Dreams designed by Dalí in Spellbound (Hitchcock 1945).

26 January 2009: Curtains and windows in the neighbourhood of MOMENTAN

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27 January 2009: A room of one's own

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