Frames For The Pictures

I had this dream ... and in it my mother was sitting there cutting out pictures of hamsters from magazines. In some of the pictures, the hamsters are pets, and in some of them, hamsters are just somewhere in the background. And she’s got a whole pile of these cedar chips--you know the kind: the kind from the bottoms of hamster cages--and she’s gluing them together into frames for the pictures. She glues them together, and frames the pictures, and hangs them up over the fireplace--that’s more or less her method. And suddenly I realize that this is just her way of telling me that I should become a structuralist filmmaker--which I had, you know, planned to do anyway ...