Was in Tate Britain just before this job started, to see the watercolour exhibition. And sketched this guy who had been photographing sculpture, and now sat to check his camera.
Thus this is a sketch of someone looking at photographs of art.
Somewhere in there the Universe folds in on itself, and those fluorescent marker pens come into their own.
Incidentally, last week someone told me a story about how their dog ate a highlighter pen whilst they were out, and when they got back it stood, wagging it's tail and greeting them with bright glowing teeth.
That makes me smile even now.