i am your neighbour and a liar

dreams are important. they silenty fill our solitary moments - awash with all we are, all we think, all we've witnessed, all we've ignored. they scare us. they confuse us. but most of all, they inspire us. in one simple word we talk, of the muddled epics that crowd our slumber, and our ambitions, hopes and goals.

art resonates with our dreams, speaking to us of promise, of melancholic abandon, of the poetry of being. we see the possible in art, but most of all, we see a reflection of ourselves, and a reflection of the world around us.

both allow us to surpass boundaries, to experience wonder; this marvellous thing, the kernel of a beautiful gift that remains, long past the dream, long past the art.

however you can, please go see The Science of Sleep.