A recurring motif in an artist’s work is the psyche knocking—sometimes pounding—on consciousness. It signals an activated archetype or complex demanding integration. Track it, amplify with myths, dialogue: raw terror → confrontation → transformation → fade/disappearance as integrated. The repetition is the healing attempt.
…In the dream I saw an old car, it was green and looked like the first version of the Russian Zaporozhets or a Western Volkswagen Beetle. It was parked in the middle of nowhere on a pitch black night. There were only two dim street lights that helped to see what was going on. Next to the green car there stood an 18th century guy in a powdered wig wearing a yellow frock coat, white silk necktie and a lace shirt.
I was very worried about the moon in the dream. And when I woke up I was still worried. I also had a vague feeling that the story in the dream was not new. Something like that already happened somewhere and maybe not once.