For the last while, just as I go to sleep, I have seen the same image. Sometimes during the day I'll see it in my minds eye and when I found some steel wool today, I scanned it. It's not what I see, but shares a sensibility. Then I looked at some sketches I had done a few days ago, and the ink piece I was working on yesterday; spirals, nests, vortexes, the expanding universe, spaghetti. Actually my dream image was just lines, million of lines, overlapping, winding about, and very beautiful.