No Woman No Cry

I listened to Bob Marley in my studio last evening, and I was playing with creating paisley prints out of my leftover paints on the palette. Anyway, this is an ORGANIZED assembly of the images I can remember from my dreams. Dreams, PLURAL -- they were all over the place and all I could do on my patio roost is scribble, quickly, into my journal the items and sensations I remembered. Most notable/immediate were the vintage camera and the turquoise guitar. The actual 'soundtrack' I can recall wasn't reggae/Bob at all -- it was Simon and Garfunkel's song, The Boxer ... ???