She is a whisper on the waves, she is the tides of the sea.
An older drawing from 2015 where I was working out thoughts in my sketchbook.
Even though it was only 3 years ago, it feels like another lifetime already. Looking at this I remember exactly where I was at the time and makes me feel nostalgic for my tiny attic studio bathed in beautiful northern light. Always too hot in the summer and too cold in the winter, but it was my favorite place in the world.