At the August monthly meeting of the Western Cape Watercolour Group I rashly offered to do a demo, if they needed someone. Cherry, our erstwhile chair, suggested this month would be good. And it was. This afternoon I rushed through the coming storm to the library hall to set up. I had prepared nothing. My idea was to encourage everyone there to go out and paint in the field. Earlier in the week I had taken some photos at the Pipe. I had got there just as the sun was going down so I actually missed the bright son on the mountains but I got enough for a demo. So I pretended we were at The Pipe and I set up my box and pretended the photo on my laptop was my ‘view’. And off we went.