In January of 2001, I had an awesome dream. When I awoke from the dream, I knew in my core being that the dream had important meaning in my life, and that it needed further exploration through a painting. The title of the dream is Breaking Through. In the dream, I am a child with my brother and sister (the twins). We are on top of enormous pillars ascending from the ocean thousands of feet into the air. We are all on a visual hunt for polar bears. We see the elusive polar bear. Then I find myself alone inside a house. The house is warm, full of light, and made of wood. There is a huge panoramic window. All of sudden I hear a sound "phoop!" then, another "phoop!" I look to the window, and I see owls slamming against the window... one owl after another. I go towards the window, and I look outside through the glass. I see that in the trees are thousands of owls staring at the window like centurions. I awoke and began to paint the image of the owl.