Fantasy

“We are able to appreciate a fantasy as fantasy when it’s not our own, when it’s someone else’s fantasy.” Unknown

Miss Brie

We add ourselves into the experiences of others, living through our imaginations, juicing a moment, claiming the shared memory as our own. A book, a piece of music, a work of art… the form, it’s line, it’s play of color and light. We step outside of ourselves to see ourselves through other people’s fantasy. More often than not, we genuinely prefer to accept as real the fantasy of others over the fantasy that is our own. Others create the spaces that we can’t imagine for ourselves, spaces to project ourselves into, giving us new ground for our imaginations to grow.

The take away is the fantasy of “the other” is more important to us than our own… while it’s our own fantasies that are needed by others.