What if one of Al Taylor’s drawings turned into a talisman? A Modernist grid that got knocked out of true by my own elbow. Some blotting paper – traces of 153 sad letters. An image of a drawing that may or may not show the storied Forest of Brocéliande. I failed to reach Proust’s bedroom but found a portrait of Madeleine de l’Aubespine instead. Proof that painting lines in the spontaneous style takes many attempts. Nothing out of the stores without a docket, even in ancient Greece: ‘One pair of wheels, bound with bronze, unfit for service’. An improvised picture, possibly reminiscent of Malevich. Daisies in the dark. Fur-effect cardboard. A melancholy bird.