The Unruly Basement

From a dream.

(Digital)

This imagery immediately made me think of the story of Jung telling Freud his dream about the house and the metaphor for the collective unconscious: a basement with dirt floors and two skeletons. And how Freud made it all about him (and by “all about him” I mean he claimed Jung planned to fucking murder him), had a breakdown in the theater, and Jung had to comfort him and carry him out.

This particular basement was cluttered with dusty memory, difficult to access, and possibly impossible to escape once entered. But aside from all that, it was fairly cozy and not particularly menacing. The couch looked especially squashy.