Saturday, May 28, 2011


Just small street in Brooklyn, Homecrest with nostalgic feel to it. With few dots of color. In the right corner quotation from Guillaume Apollinaire, poem we use to love, my best friend and I. My friend died at the end of May 22 years ago. But it didn't change anything. I used sepia ink and Kuretake H20 on aged watercolor paper.

1 comment:

Nikira said...

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