Hello there! I’ve been very quiet lately, haven’t I?
I haven’t been doodling much in the last few weeks (doodler’s block, I believe it’s called). However, this morning I awoke from a dream that made me want to reach for my pen. This is a quick sketch I did this morning.
In my dream, I was hanging out in a garden with my late grandfather, like we did when I was a kid. The grass was wet, and I was walking barefoot, climbing into flowerpots and feeling my feet sinking into damp soil. An evening worth drawing, no?
The dialogue is in Greek. For a bigger version (with subtitles!) please click here.
p.s. Happy new year!