Refraction of a Reflection

It is an odd feeling when the sketch you were working on keeps staring back at you.

I’m not good enough to draw off the top of my head, but this one I did. It was fun.

I believe her name is Heidi.

Ich glaube, sie heißt Heidi und lebt in Rotterdam, und sie ist gerade aus meinem Skizzenbuch gesprungen.

One response to “Refraction of a Reflection”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    What a charming and beautifully expressed reflection! Your words capture that magical moment when art feels alive—when a sketch stops being lines on a page and becomes a presence that meets your gaze.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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