Meanwhile, all I have for you is this page from my travel sketchbook and the photo of the inspiration at one of those ubiquitous amusement parks in Italy. Too often, these include an array of rides on garishly coloured creatures into which a doting grandparent can feed tokens purchased from a nearby booth. I find them vaguely creepy, not quite nightmarish, but with that potential. I sketched them from a bench while our Four bounced in a Castle (tokens required), and I painted them a week later, back in Bordeaux. Obviously, I wasn't striving for colour accuracy but tried instead to capture the hint of terror they hold for me. Anyone else a bit frightened by their plastic carnival vibe? The same folks who find clowns frightening, perhaps?