architecture of the mind.

it was nice to go into 'inception' with little background. i hadn't watched margaret + david to seek their opinion. a handful of friends had said i really ought to see it. so i took myself along...

oh. what a clever, beautiful film-feast to have devoured. it has been interpretive dancing in my head since; particularly the idea of turning space [a largely non-defined entity] into a built environment/form. filling these environments with thoughts + memories is what continues to intrigue me. that is how we make places. place is, essentially, composed of memory. or the intangible sense of place. layers upon layers. a house becomes home: a material object, tightly woven + held together with memories. does it, then, lose its materiality in any way?

some things i wrote/thought about during the writing masterclass a couple of weeks ago: if we imagine things to be real, do they become real to that individual? - a false or sub-subconscious memory; whatever that might be. although it might be based on something we read, a film we saw, a story we heard, we can start to believe that it is part of our own reality. further, if you physically materialise a memory [written, spoken], do we require that memory anymore? to what extent do we build upon this memory? why do we archive memories? sometimes memories just 'exist': we put aside the time frame in which they might be placed - where do they start, where do they end? and what if we could bottle or tin memories? do they have an expiry date? and because of their non-physical nature, are they permanent or impermanent? [remembering that the bfg kept bad dreams in jars, and blew good dreams into the rooms of children in the witching hour :)].

i got a little excited when the film explored some of these ideas. my mind has wandered far + wide. there are some truly meta ideas hidden within the film, which, instead of drawing the viewer out of the film, allows them to question their own perception of reality, thus drawing them deeper into the film. i think christopher nolan has crafted himself one hell of a film; one that will, no doubt, continue to be deconstructed + discussed for years to come.

seeded thoughts that germinate. sometimes into something that takes over.

don't get me started about dreamscapes...

left thoughts.