My last week in Norway: strung out in bitter cold and rain, hiding and exploring Stavanger in the Stavanger 2008 van. Peering past the rhythmical squeak of windscreen wipers, parked right up against the quayside, hard rain flattening the  grey-ed surface of the deep cold fjord water, a surface holding the intense burning crimson of a family of parked tug boats. The flat cold steel of the war ship, dwarfing the very city it is moored up against. Two worlds, right beside each other. So very strange, like a killer whale beside a rabbit colony.

This vision became many monoprint versions explored at the Glasgow Print Studio in the winter of 2007-8 , and a small painting too.