I like to think of Wonderland as an alternate reality rather than a dream, and I like to think of my own dreams in this way. A story, a wisdom, a fantastic place. The Jungian idea of dreams containing unconscious wisdom is embodied in this work. In this dream, Alice dreams the rabbit whose cup is magically filled. Dreams provide a kind of nourishment to the waking life. When I was a child I spent much of my primary school day dreaming. My mother used to lament about it. As a parent now I can see how frustrating I would have been. This dreamy place is the place of creativity. Yet our society does not encourage it.