Houses are not haunted. We are haunted, and regardless of the architecture with which we surround ourselves, our ghosts stay with us until we ourselves are ghosts.
---DEAN KOONTZ, Velocity
Things that we don't want to acknowledge or can't bare to face; we push them away. Preferring to create a new, happier (but false) replacement story. An easier-to-take version. Stories that help us cope and that we believe will take away suffering. "I'm over it" or "it was them, not me" or "outta' site, outta' mind" or "I'll be fine, just let it go". I know now, that every time I try to ignore a story and refuse to face it, I create a ghost. And it haunts me. And the suffering is greater than had I just faced the pain in the first place.
An art installation/performance/ exhibition, just finished in Calgary. Phantom Wing is part of a recent trend of artists taking over pre-demolition spaces and transforming them into temporary, usually participatory, art installations. Then they, and the building they are in, disappear forever. What struck me about Phantom Wing was the locale, a 1960's addition on the historic sandstone King Edward school.
"The unconscious sends all sorts of vapors. odd beings. terrors, and deluding images up into the mind – whether in dream, broad daylight, or insanity; for the human kingdom, beneath the floor of the comparatively neat little dwelling that we call our consciousness, goes down into unsuspected Aladdin caves. There not only jewels but also dangerous jinn abide: the inconvenient or resisted psychological powers that we have not thought or dared integrate into our lives."