All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so – this has always been my dream – so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep.
This one simple idea triggers hundreds and thousands of ideas inside of me all at the same time.. . ‘n suddenly I find myself with an itch to get into stained glass!