I have a dream that features a landscape of a foreign land. But this is not an existing place, but an amalgam of various places I have been to in my life. It's very vivid and I often return to the same location weeks or months later. There is a coastline, rugged, rocky, sand coloured with steep cliffs and roadways. It could be South Africa, or Rio de Janeiro or elements of both. But then there is the entrance to an underground car path with an motorised barrier, taking me down underneath a supermarket. But when I came up in the elevator, I'm in a subterranean corridor of restaurants, Turkish or Eastern European. I eat + drink tea. I sit at a high table on a stool and watch the world go by. Nothing much happens here, but I have revisited multiple times over the years. I am always alone. or elements of both.

Oliver Curtis