Sunday, 12 February 2012

Olly Newman 2012


What about the painting? He'd said that the idea of it had come to him in a dream. What did that mean? Was the dream of tiny, tiny dancing giants waiting around for whoever might fall into it? Was the dream permanent while the dreamers came and went? Was the dream reality? And what we called reality, what was that? Our eyes give us visual data and our brains choose what pictures to make.
 - from Angelica Lost and Found

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