Almost 30 years ago, I had a dream which I still remember vividly. In the dream, I had a jovial conversation with a man who was seated, decked out in mid-century evening dress, and full of laughter. And when I woke, I knew exactly where I had encountered this man: in a portrait. Either that same day, or perhaps a few days before, I had visited a major exhibit of the works of artist James Gunn in the Scottish National Portrait Gallery in Edinburgh; and though I didn’t know who the sitter was (Sir William Darling, as it happens), this painting made such an impression that he came to life for me in the dream. I felt that I knew his demeanor, how he sounded, even how he moved.
Portugal???s Eurovision Dreams come true
These are outstanding achievements for the Portuguese nation, considering that Portugal had to wait 53 years to achieve its first ever Eurovision victory. Prior…