Dreams like Lynch & Mangum

Yesterday I saw the David Lynch documentary.  I was surprised to find that his artistic roots lie in painting and sculpting.  I was not surprised to find that he has a dark sense of humor and a very dark and repeating theme of fear in his upbringing and artwork.  I find overlapping themes between the work of Lynch and the work of Jeff Mangum, who has openly described the nonsensical nature of his work and the inspiration coming from his dreams (see Pitchfork interview ca. 1997).  Horror is erotic and fascinating to me.  This element resonates in many of my photos, in a subtle way.  My dreams generally take place in familiar places,  homes to be exact, usually of people that I know.  I am crawling through the walls of these homes and squeezing my body into unknown passages.  Lately, I am focusing on just photographing suburbia.  We all build these boxes that we live in, build connections in, face horrors and realities in, and in the suburbs, two drastically different stories sit just a few feet away from one another.  While my photos are colorful, they feel underscored by darkness.  Perhaps this has to do with my own upbringing and dark childhood memories that were contained in my home.  However, we all have these memories.  One of my favorite Neutral Milk Hotel lyrics reads:

Blister please with those wings in your spine
Love to be with a brother of mine, how he'd love to find
Your tongue in his teeth in a struggle to find
Secret songs that you keep wrapped in boxes so tight, sounding only at night as you sleep

And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying
As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet
Rings of flowers 'round your eyes and I'll love you
For the rest of your life when you're ready