Suffering from a cold and a temperature, this spurious dream was sketched as soon as I awoke. The delicate images coagulate together, some following the same orientation of the road and others are flat pictorial images. The more animated objects lie at the bottom, with the footprint lazily disappearing off into the road, beckoning ‘come this way’. These ‘images’ have replaced the surrounding landscape, except for the clouds and descending rings. Some ‘Miro’ touches here (purely deliberate) but I hope to portray a unique setting with jewelery precision.