Obsession and Automatism
Sleeping on dotty pumpkin pillows, Yayoi Kusama
A prayer can be heard, everyone stops for a second. Did it really start with “Dear Gourd?”.
A big light, lights and life. Dots and pumpkins. A child left to dream awake. The world undressing in front of her. Atoms and light, nothing else. Well, except for talking pumpkins, of course.