I like to paint what I see when I close my eyes. What I see with my eyes open has been agreed upon and everyone sees it more or less the same. The reality accessed with closed eyes or in a lucid dream is personal and although with limitations, painting is the best way to try to communicate it over.
In this personal reality light and colour form structures with astonishing size and grandeur. I often contemplate how they come about. Do I make them up in my head or just accessing something that’s already there, somewhere? I still have no answer. It is tempting to think it is me but then, who is me?