Underground Mirrors I

There’s a passage I was working on yesterday; in it M. is lying on her camping mat, the dog—Oscar—is sleeping by her feet. Now imagine, if M. was dreaming of a ground underneath her feet, and Oscar too was dreaming of a ground underneath his feet, both their grounds would be at the same place, only one of them would be underground, like on the other side of a looking glass.

Okay... so I drew Asphalt, while he was sleeping, and spun him around so he looks like a dancer, and then--inadvertently--made the whole thing look like a photocopy. Pretty much illustrates my idea.