Una cosa sobre ser narcoléptico es que cuando caes dormido nunca olvidas lo que estabas haciendo al volver del sueño. Ésta pintura trata de atrapar parte de esos raros procesos mentales.
One thing about being narcoleptic is that when you fall sleep you never forget what you were doing coming back from the dream. This one tries to catch part of these weird mind process.
"Crush and crumble under your defenses
It's not treason, it's no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season, love can die
It seemed a place for us to dream"
PLACEBO
