Imagination is dreaming. It connects unrelated things. What does this mean? I used to look inside a circuit board. It resembled a city. I imagined creating a story about an alien or futuristic city where strange people conducted their lives. Bike wheels connect something that is transforming it into a machine; imagine a ship made only of these wheels. Enlarging various glass-shaped vases to become a city or a strange device. Or birds being trapped in bottles that grant wishes, these people who have their wishes eventually find themselves in a trap like the birds. All objects seen every hour and day around us are inspirations for imagination. Patterns of light that fall on buildings in a city might suggest possible designs for paintings, prints on clothing, or graphic design; they all open limitless imaginary possibilities. When there are bright reflections on the surface of the Imaginarywater, I think of these starlit shaped lights as alive; a story is woven around each of them as a charge imaginary
the design is thinking of a high-rise building without the windows, it’s not the windows that are important, yet the windows and balconies are like thinly drawn lines going horizontal and vertical direction in colors, shadows, and forms without actual glass windows. Like a Piet Mondrian painting, horizontal and vertical lines of color crisscross in pleasing patterns. Parts of the city, the surface other than the water, squinting the eyes, conveys blurred colors and shapes, or if near or far sighted, there are unfocused images that might resemble an abstract painting or photograph.
Peer up at the sky and imagine observing the underside of a floating sky city by elaborating on creating more of what that city would be like, transforming it to become a novel or painting. When one object is imagined as something other than what it’s used for, a facet is a bridge-like tunnel that takes people across a chasm to the other side, a weapon, an imaginary tool to repair a starship; objects seen are not static. They are transformed into endless forms that become anything we wish them to be. A sky city with forests, and parks, appearing at a distance as if it’s a piece of land floating, it’s a city as if its construction is of glass shapes or bottles.
Water conveys peace and imagination. The rippling inspires stories, novels, or characters. Observing water clears my mind and opens doors to anything imagined.
Robert J. Matsunaga
