Sleep is How We Regroup
When we dream, we visit a different dimension and time.
The Original Binge
There’s nothing better than diving into a great book, where each chapter pulls you in deeper. As you finish one chapter late at night, you check how long the next one is before starting… and before you know it, time slips away. Suddenly, it’s 3 AM, and your mind is racing, captivated by the story. It may be worth the exhaustion the next day.
An Actual Dream
My entire life, I’ve experienced lucid, vivid adventure dreams. I eagerly look forward to bedtime each night, ready to embark on my next journey. One dream, in particular, revealed the simple mechanics of life through three interlocking gears. One gear represents what the universe provides, another symbolizes our wants and needs, and the third stands for the things beyond our control. Together, these gears turn daily to shape our reality. When I woke, I jumped out of bed and created this artwork before the dream slipped away.
My Reoccurring Dream
Since I was a child, I’ve had the same recurring dream. I’m riding a magnificent white horse, fleeing from danger. We gallop through dense forests and over towering mountains. We traverse unknown lands, racing to escape vast armies pursuing us. When I wake, I miss the horse… I can still smell him.