15 iunie 2012

a man on a hill

A man seizing a moment on the hill in Howth. The strong breeze of cold air turns all noise into peace. The sea smells. Seagulls fight to fly. Clouds move fast. And he battles to survive. But for one moment, on the top of the hill, he feels strong and as stady as the rocks beneath his feet.


a sketch I did when I walked in Howth, coloured it today

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