Walking the town, it’s an additional thrill to watch for walls and windows; the spaces between where most things are. And squaring these quite simply with the phone’s camera. My relationship with Instagram is a good one. I like the filters: can predict now and look forward to, how they will pull forward a texture; reveal a colour that in the lie or fact of physics may or may not be there, or anywhere. And a wall in need of attention gets the attention from me, becomes a raging Turner seascape, Kiefer forest. Alongside and differently, I pick up the little watercolour paintbox and sketch at the point where les pointus bob together and apart in the harbour.