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There is only one person I would chop off my hands for.

"He could be your best friend"

Breakfast sketch

Flourish on its way. Gripsholmsslott.

An impression that calls for expression.

I spent my day at a open-air café drinking green tea, philosophising, observing and sketching.

I will most  definitely do it again.

The best thing with sketching is that you can put all your bad feelings in it and when you're finished they still remain inside of you.

Expect, see, touch. Think, remember, itch. 

Eyes and ears.

Stuck in the same place?

A warm rush of blood to your head.

Du måste, du måste, du måste, du måste.

Vill du veta en hemlis?

Du måste ingenting.

Feuilleton

No.4

Feuilleton

No.3

Feuilleton

No.2

Feuilleton 1-4

No.1

Time stops

Skyline through your mind.

Breakfast aquarelle painting.

 There will always be a limit to what you can feel #1