Your Guess May Be Even Better Than Mine

I see things.
Kind of.
I don't mean to suggest that I hallucinate or that I see things that aren't there - though I guess I do sort of see things that aren't there.
In any case, my point is that while I don't have "visions" in a fashion that would suggest any sort of mental illness and/or religious revelation, the fact of the matter is that when I look at the world around me I see things that other people may not.
Basically it's akin to looking up at a cloud and thinking, "Hey, that looks like..." or the sort of creative impulse that led people to look up at the stars and see constellations.
The difference is that I see shapes and patterns everywhere: in the grain of a piece of wood, in the swirls of dust on my car, in the folds of the fabric of a shirt carelessly tossed on the floor, etc. Everywhere I look I see something.
Even when I close my eyes I see images in the patterns made by the fading afterimages of whatever object I had been looking at.
And what do I see? Anything, really. Faces, shapes, buildings, animals. I'm not entirely sure what process determines what I "see," though my subconscious would seem to be the obvious source, particularly given that my mood can influence what I see, and that sometimes there seems to be a "theme," like the time I saw dragons everywhere I looked.
I used to actually put the images I saw to use. For example, one image I saw in the marble tiles of the floor at a building I was going to class in back in college led to the ideas for four separate comic book series (which, of course, I never did anything with).
I usually don't try to draw them because they tend to be sort of fleeting and are often impermanent (the nap of a carpet changes and I no longer see what I once did, for example).
Besides, given the wide variety of things that I see, they seldom tend to be the sort of things I like to draw (hot chicks).
However, last night as I was closing my eyes after getting into bed I saw something behind my eyelids that managed to imprint itself in my mind's eye, and so I had to try to recreate it.
And here it is:



What is it and what does it mean? I haven't the faintest idea (though I named it after a Nick Cave album because it seemed appropriate).
But there it is. Make of it what you will.