See my last two posts. – This is the view ten minutes after I finished my sketch of Hells mouth, on the North Cornish coast. Yes, it’s the view from the drivers seat of the car, looking into the heavy rain that decended on the subject. Everything was now obscured by the water running down the windscreen, and all colours had disappeared. (A friend once painted from inside a greenhouse in Ireland in the pouring rain, and won top prize. ) The patterns are fleeting, changing all the time, which gives good scope for abstract artists.