All our lives, histories and dreams are but a moment in the passing glance of Brahma.
The planetary nebula known as the Helix, the Eye of God, NGC 7293: when you hold in mind both its size and its lifespan, the minute scale we occupy becomes easy to feel. If Brahma creates by looking, how many galaxies are formed in a glance? In a breath?
Redon's Cyclops came up for me while painting this. The almost startled innocence of Polyphemus as he stumbles across the naiad Galatea, counterpointed with Redon's forebodings of war and loss.
Dreams and associations. We see forms in earthbound clouds, in the dust of the universe, in smoke, in our perspective of the visible stars.