I could quite happily fall asleep with images from Gauis Caecilius’s Venice photoset projected on my ceiling. (As you can see from his photosets, he has done a lot of travelling). Venice, I’ve been told, is a place that lives up to its reputation, no matter how overpraised it has been. I’ve never been there.

Shadowplay’s photoset of Mexico is another kind of strong dream. I’ve been to Mexico, and found it to be a magical, warm and bloody place where you cannot stay the same as you were when you arrived. Shadowplay’s got the alien, point blank, green and actual caught perfectly in his lens (to repurpose some adjectives from a certain poem) but I maintain that these photographs are a dream nonetheless.

There’s another kind of neon, urban dream available in Downtown Albuquerque, a set by ThisisDrew. I’ve been to Albuquerque many times now, and find this photoset captures the genius loci, or the spirit of the place. He’s got the slow-walking people on the crosswalks on the broad car-friendly avenues, the scalded sky, and the tourists-rented Ford Tauruses parked next to hanging bunches of chiles. He’s got a habit of sideways looking that is one real way of seeing Albuquerque.