Hey Jerry, have you ever taken a nap at an unusual time while what is actually is going on around you is leaking into your dream?
Maybe it was a storm or a TV, music, conversation or conundrum you had been pondering but it is all combined and revealed to you in dream form. Free, boundless by time or needless encumbrence.

The memory of those dreams is so clear and perfect you could write them down effortlessly in near fractal infinity of detail.

Well I was having one of those when the college footbal game that was on TV at the time presented an unfortunate repetition of the name of the team Yellow Jackets. Yeah I got stung all over my legs and had to wake up.

But not before having all the details clear enough to paint, like the 125 ft stained glass sculpture of a man with a stained glass radio telescope on his back. Almost like Atlas but not bent over.
I wish I could show you the 3D art version, but alas my dear old website was murdered by parties unknown.