Among so much beauty in this region I instead found attractive some prosaic views that I painted en plein-air . I was working every day in the streets of Cassis -for the most a touristic and sunny village-. But the advantage to spend some longer time than a regular tourist is that there is the possibility to have a different dialogue with its space and inhabitants. And discover other aspects, more in the spirit of the place. My first painting was a small view of the carrousel in town under an early morning light. And my last one a larger painting with the same carrousel motive but at night. The carrousel is going to become a symbolic element. Not only because starting and finishing my residency project with it completed a circle in itself, but also because between these two works the rest was also a development of different circles. In the morning I did a series of small paintings around a cypress at the Avenue de la Viguerie. In the afternoon, instead of moving myself around this cypress I was anchored in the same point. And looking from there at it I recreated another circle as I painted the panorama with the surrounding elements. I completed a circular vision of the street in a composition of nine panels. Avenue de la Viguerie turned out to be a busier street than I thought. I had to deal with every day life and facing every kind of adventures from the mundane. This means sometimes having to negotiate the space. The street was under construction during all this period. And although my spot was the entrance of a private garage and not supposed to have any cars parked in front, many used it as a temporary remedy either for delivery or as Frank, another kind of painter who was doing repairs in that building. I needed to ask for help even from Julie, the director of Camargo, to explain to him that with his car there it was impossible for me to complete the panorama. These diplomatic negotiations were essential to close this “circle” successfully. Lucky enough Frank the Painter could finally understand the relevance of my work and made the effort of parking somewhere else. This only happened because he started to see with sympathy what I was doing. I often get the advantage that in general people like to see me painting. Another story will be if I was “occupying that corner” with a different job. Selling crack, for instance… But no problem with the kind of drug addiction that painting is for me.