Then I drew a man in armor holding a lance, and as I was drawing his arm holding it, I suddenly realized his entire head in his helmet was on backwards. So much for my drawing ability.
But it made me wonder why I could draw at all in my dream. What's the difference between being able to manipulate imaginary lines in my head and doing it on the page? Fine motor skills, yeah. I have little to none of those. But they say drawing is seeing. And if I can see, even briefly in my dreams, then why can't I draw when I'm awake?
Then again, I can fly in my dreams, too. Are dreams only what we hope for or what we are actually capable of?
I think all dreams must be rooted in a tiny spot of reality somehow. If we only knew which spot it was.
