I came across this little drawing a few days ago tucked away in a file in my attic. Its rediscovery brought back strange memories!
It represents an occurring dream I had, sometime in the late 1960's. I used to keep a dream diary then but this particular dream I had mercifully forgotten until I came across this drawing, done some years ago
This is me in 1968.
At that time I was working in the theatre as a director and only drawing in my spare time. I had very little money and had, briefly, what I can only describe as a mental breakdown
Each night, for several months, I dreamed that there were malevolent creatures in the attic above where I slept in a large, rambling and partly derelict house in north Oxford
Caliban by Mike Healey
The drawing of me on the stairs shows what I never managed to do in real life and that is go up to that dark attic and confront my demons!
Luckily my anxieties passed and I was troubled no more by such monsters. Perhaps that shows the power of art to overcome one's innermost fears?