I have a thing for maps. Always did. From drawing my own worlds that didn’t exist, to looking at black and white line drawings in history books, to the full colour large spreads of a quality Atlas… maps take my head to places and gives me a perspective I enjoy. The above mural is a medieval map of Plymouth – and it being built, rather than drawn, gives it its own particular texture and dimension. I can just picture the people on the streets, or the sights as they saw them – based on a view I would never have. Note the fortified walls, the farmlands, the rows of tightly packed houses. Like all good maps, it really takes me there.