The juxtaposition of disparate objects may really be only a metaphor for that logic, but there is a dreamlike richness which can arise
from this dislocation of context. Plato says in the Sophist "Should we not say that we make a house by the art of building, and by the art of painting we make another house, a sort of man-made dream produced for those who are awake?" I suspect that I read this in a sense different from that which Plato intended; but I would be gratified to see my paintings in these terms; as "dreams for the waking".