borrowed from a dream
A few nights ago I dreamt that I looked at a friend’s fridge and saw a picture done in watercolor and ink. It was black and white on A3 watercolor paper. I even pictured in my mind the man who drew the picture. I loved the way he used the watercolor to make splotches of different consistency on the paper. Behind one of the paint puddles was a pair of eyes peeping through. It could have scared me but didn’t. When I woke up I felt I wanted to copy that picture. But it turned out quite differently because he and I have totally different styles. I wonder who this scruffy, bearded young man is and if he dreamed that night about one of my paintings.