The winter was long and cold.
We are in the middle of the third wave of the pandemic. Everything is closed, no cafes, no restaurants, no journeys, no trips.
Here are some sketches of my neighbourhood during the first warm spring days.
The winter was long and cold.
We are in the middle of the third wave of the pandemic. Everything is closed, no cafes, no restaurants, no journeys, no trips.
Here are some sketches of my neighbourhood during the first warm spring days.
Five
years ago, she gifted this blog to me as a birthday present. "I think
you should have a blog", she said, opening a door for me to share my
sketches on a simple platform.
I cannot sketch the meaning of a good friendship. How wonderful it is to have an empathic friend from my homeland, to be able to talk, share stories and to laugh in our language as well as understanding each other intuitively.
I can, however, sketch Shoko
Speaking of the kitchen! It is also full of wonders. Unfortunately I have only one sketch and it doesn't show much.
Since we didn't have any big Urban Sketchers meetings this year, I felt a strong urge to spend some days sketching with others. Therefore I spent a weekend in Lübeck - a city not far away from Hamburg - but a city in which I have never sketched before.
I
was fortunate to to be able to meet locals urban sketchers there, such
that I could discover Lübeck with my sketchbook and good company.
