From a larger selection of my childhood drawings and doodles,
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Around the ages of four to ten, I remember having very vivid dreams full of strange creatures in bizarre locations, mostly inspired by the video games I'd been constantly playing. When I woke up I'd sketch them furiously, trying to capture as much of the detail as possible before the feeling of the dreams "drifted away". I'd even numerate the dream-creatures, and create maps to show where-I-saw-what. This is one of the three such drawings I've done, but the other two are regrettably lost.

Years later, I discovered that Asian shamans did simillar dream maps of their drug induced trances, dug up some of my old drawings, photographed them against a wall and included them in my website for you to see.

Anticlimactic Note:
When your work is even slightly off-kilter, there is an irresistible temptation as an artist, to jump in and say that what you do is the product of "dreams", "visions", and "experiences". I think that such claims are almost always (intentionally and unintentionally) false, and the experiences are normal functions of the human body, there is nothing deeper to dreams than their face value; blank shots of dormant brains. At least when my own work is concerned, I can assure you that no ammount of crazy dreams and head-trips can replace the real deal at otherness; an awareness of what you are up to, a good knowledge of your subject and work; determined, neverending, tireless work.