The following story is told in the book Art and Fear by Ted Orland and David Bayles   Recently a painter of some accomplishment (but as insecure as the rest of us) was discussing his prevoius night’s dream with a friend over coffee. It ewas one of those vivid technicolour dreams, the kind that linger on in exact detail even after waking. In his dream he found himself at an art gallery, and when he walked inside and looked around he found the walls hung with paintings - amazing paintings, paintings of passionate intensity and haunting beauty. Recounting his dream, the artist

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