He stares at the small square black device. The red led in it keeps blinking simultaneously with the beep and, except for one small button, Neal sees no other modules.
“…This is weird,” he says aloud.
When Satchmo makes another louder puff, Neal decides to go ahead with his friend’s advice and press the button.
“you paint random colours on a plane.then you manipulate them with brush and tissue .designate an area and start to outline colour groups with a technical pen.and there you have it.” peter
