Silver People

The original plan was that I was to go to the opening of the Boat Show exhibit that Brad curated at High Energy Constructs gallery (in Chinatown, in Los Angeles), but then I became in need of antibiotics, and you know the rest.

Saturday I finally made it to the gallery and I had a good time looking at the pictures and talking to Brad. In the photo there, Brad is standing in front of his contribution to the exhibit, "Sexy Nurse". I think it's oil on canvas, and I believe it sold for several hundreds of dollars, congratulations Brad!

That night I had an odd, potent dream. I seemed to be in a tiny, one-room apartment in L.A., brightly lit by white fluorescent light. I don't think there was any furniture in the room. It was nighttime and I was just arriving home from dinner or a movie with some very familiar friends, but I couldn't see who exactly. Each wall had an open window.

We were just taking off our coats when a young woman outside the apartment began scratching on the window screens. She reminded me of Edie Sedgwick. She was wearing a tan raincoat and her hair was painted metallic silver. She was a complete stranger and might have had a foreign accent. She was trying to be friendly and eager and wanted us to let her inside the apartment, I don't know why.

My companions and I ignored her the way one would a homeless person asking for a handout, and we locked the door. As she went scratching as each successive screen, entreating us to let her inside, we would close the windows and maybe shut the curtains.

Is it important to mention that Brad wrote a song called "Silver People"? What does it all mean.