I’ve done a lot of digital drawing lately.
Because it’s easy to pick up.
And fun to do.
But it’ll never beat that feeling of a fountain pen scraping against paper.
The resistance from the material.
The ink glistening, waiting to dry.
I wanted to experience that feeling again.
So I picked up my pen, and went at it.
Of course, I ended up with some cabins in the mountains.
I don’t really remember how or when I started drawing these sceneries.
It’s like they’ve always been there.
But I know they haven’t.
It’s something I can draw without thinking.
Almost without looking.
But it gives me the same kind of pleasure every time.
So I hope you like them as well.
And I hope that you’re having a good day.