Where Dreams are Born 

Editor: Eyvind Earle's "Where Dreams are Born" presents a stunning landscape rendered in acrylic. It feels simultaneously grand and intimate; the sweeping vistas invite exploration, but the details are so delicate. What kind of a journey do you think Earle invites us on with this piece? Curator: A journey inwards, I think. It feels almost... pre-conscious. Before we’ve even *had* the dream, but the potential for it is all there. That striking verticality, those sharply defined ridges, remind me of thoughts forming, slowly etching themselves into reality. But what about the mists swirling around those formations? Do they say anything to you? Editor: Well, they obscure certain parts of the mountain from view, while enhancing other features. Like memory and perspective affecting the vividness of recollections? Curator: Precisely! Or how the conscious mind grapples with the unconscious. Consider the vivid blues and greens, almost hyper-real. It speaks to the vibrancy of imagination, the raw power of the dreaming mind before the "dream" is fully formed. It feels less like a dream itself and more like the blueprint of dreaming, wouldn't you say? Editor: Yes, that makes perfect sense! Like the foundation, rather than the house. I was focusing so much on the detailed landscape, I almost missed how abstract it really is, how suggestive and psychological it feels. Curator: And doesn’t it tickle your fancy how a style associated to *Sleeping Beauty*, with its classic archetypes, still holds such depth? To dream! We should always try and have one building. Editor: Definitely! That makes me want to revisit some of my earlier assumptions and, maybe, to embrace that sense of endless possibility that Earle seems to offer.