dream

Talking about the origin of the inspiration of a drawing.

This drawing is a nice example of why drawing of pictures in my mind should be abstract.
This picture came to me in a dream. The dream was about a group of people. For some reason some one asked me to describe the relation between the people.
I suppose that for some one who doesn’t think in picture that would lead to a story about one person being married to an other. Who would be the neighbour of some one else. Who would be befriended with some one. Etc.

But that’s not how my mind works. When I think of the relationship between people or objects I see lines. Some thick, some thin, kind of in color.
Not real color though. I have a kind of dream color. I don’t think if it really exists but in my dream it’s quite clear how it looks.

Then I awaken and have an idea of how the picture looked but without the detail.
Which makes it even nicer to draw. Not knowing the detail gives me a lot of freedom when I’m drawing. I only have to produce a nice picture instead of something that has to look like the picture in my mind.

The nice thing with a drawing like this is that you get to give it a name.
In this case I though I choose a title that enforces the relationship. Although the group of people in my dream wasn’t a family I do like to call the drawing “family” because it’s clear that there should be some sort of relationship.
And of course if something is “tied” there must be strings.

That leaves only one problem.
Having a photographic memory means that with every picture I see I’m reminded of something else I’ve seen. Also with this picture.
I’ve no idea what the picture I’m reminded of is. Maybe it’s part of some famous painting or maybe it’s part of some comic I’ve read. I don’t know.
Kind of when you almost know some ones name. Very annoying.

Family ties

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