This is the best damn dream I have had in a while. For several reasons.
Set the scene:
It was winter, in a foreign city somewhere I had never been before. I was wandering by myself in a very explorative mood.
I came across this art. This wall art. The first a cat. Pastel blue, looking outward and standing on all fours. Very much a cubic style.
Very similar to this (source) but in a dark and pastel blue. (this image, by the way, I rather like. And when a google imaged I also am fond of the style)
The next a robot made of blocks with like several books for a neck. And its head slightly cocked.
And then there was a door in the wall. Slightly ajar. I walk in and it is this massive room entirely made of wooden sections. But immersed in there, randomly, was a vivid block of this pattern in the wood. The room was cavernous with an arched ceiling.
I walk inward and the ceiling lowers in this undulating pattern.
I see light coming from one room. When I enter it is this spiral going up and to the side, entirely in books. All with the spine facing outward. Just an immense spiral.
I am aware of the fact the same person who painted the wall images is the same person who designed this space. And I am in awe of it.
Then, unfortunately, I begin to lucid dream and was led on another adventure involving the rest of the city.
But the emotional sensations of this dream stuck with me. This carefree exploration. This sense of just being spontaneous in my exploration. And finding this place of art that struck me.
Maybe it is an actual dream about creative inspiration. I have no idea. But I enjoyed the trip.