"It just means freedom. I can do whatever I want here and it looks right. When I do it in reality, nothing looks right. They say it looks brilliant, they'll pay a fortune for it but I didn't get it. It's not great." He could do better, he just couldn't capture what was in his head and put it down. Everything was a pale imitation. "Why do you come to see me?" He never got that, he never knew why the dream boy came? "Are you part of me?"