I am with an unknown woman who is driving the car. We leave from a place that has a painting by an artist. It is abstract and there is a lot of pink in the painting. We drive to the St. Louis Park High school where II have seen another painting by the artist. It is also abstract and the main color is green. I like the “green” painting more than the “pink” one and am going to ask this male teacher is we can exchange them. I see him walking outside and I talk to him about the trade. He is distracted and talks about something else. I finally get him to listen. We walk to where I have seen the painting on a wall outside. Now there are all these newly constructed buildings like dorms, etc.
Then there is an accident and people are hurt. A girl is lying on the ground and wants some comfort. I go over to her and put my hand on her stomach. Another person is there and is comforting her also. She is ok. I notice another injured person laying on the ground nearby. I am distracted. I think I may have gotten the wrong high school. However, I am optimistic that the exchange of paintings will work out.
There is so much anxiety and suffering at schools all along Minneapolis. ICE moved to the suburbs but I am not sure if they are gone yet. I saw a Bulwark video interviewing the head of the Columbia Heights school system. Very sad.
The paintings make me think of Susan A., although she is not an “abstract” artist. I love that word “abstract.” It makes me think of a very open mind. Fluency, the opposite of rigidity.