I realised the connection between dreaming and art after having a dream about a horse. A black horse was standing outside my front door. Its body was huge but it had a tiny head. It was silent but somehow I knew it wanted to come in. I let it in and it went straight to the back of the house and lay down. Although the horse seemed content, its body was so big it filled half the house and I was worried how I was going to look after it.
When I woke up the image of the horse was so strong I felt compelled to paint it and that experience was transformative. The image of the horse was no longer just a fleeting dream image, through creativity it became tangible and took on a validity of its own in the physical world. Dreams could be recorded through creativity not just writing them down.
