I thought this series was brilliant, it was a dazzling mixture of wit, style and atmosphere. I loved every moment of it. Towards the end, a strange sort of abstraction begins to appear. The lack of colour, except pink tints in the sky, is genius for creating the atmosphere. The endlessness of paper and pens, and of stairs, was pure mirth. Most of all, the ice tray with the new refrigerator. It made me happy to come across talent like this in a time when art, individuality and original thought are under threat.