One morning I entered the lounge and saw the reckless scattering of items including a smashed plate and cards on our old table from the previous nights drinking and poker. I took a photo of it and liked the photo so much that I couldn't help but paint a picture of it. To represent the feel of the scene better, I scribbled the photo onto the canvas very quickly, and paid more attention to texture and colour than form, I thought it would look better if left painted in a scribbly way, keeping to the original lines of the sketch, almost slightly abstracted.