The corridor dream

I spent many days of my childhood with my grandparents, who had a large villa on the hill. They kept my toys in a room across a long yellow corridor; when I wanted to get them, I had to walk through it. That yellow corridor was a kind of nightmare for me, because it was dimly lit and had unusual furnishings.
I remember walking slowly and carefully down the hallway. It felt like time stood still. Behind every creak, a monster could be lurking, and around every corner, a ghost. The sinuous legs of the furniture became insect legs in my mind, and could come to life at any moment.
I never told anyone about the fear this corridor inspired in me. Some time ago, I dreamed of the scene depicted in this painting, with that corridor and some cabins.
And that's what this painting is about. My secret childhood fear.

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