Something that is repeated in each group of each city before going to paint is the fact of putting the jacket inside out, almost all writers wear mountain technical jackets, the long days of surveillance in the open air make them a necessary element.
They turn it over to stain it on the inside and so, when leaving, you can put it on the right way without noticing the paint stains, something that could incriminate them as you can see in some of the police photos.
When painting in a tunnel when there is no air flow, the paint remains suspended in the air, as it is painted, it falls on the sleeve with which it is painted, especially near the hand as if it were pouring into a forest, It is a kind of quiet haiku within all the chaos of the action.
All the painting on the sleeves tells us about a flight in Berlin, a very long night in Paris, the spectacular entrance in the hangar of Athens ...
What we can see are detailed photos of these stories in the sleeves of jackets of different writers.