Made With Paper
Drawing this on the train on the way back from littlehampton , Brighton, and London, my first trip to the seaside in ages.
Got my sunglasses on, listening to the knifes new album , someone’s watching my every stroke over my shoulder, I don’t what I’m drawing.
The beach at Brighton is not a beach just for future reference, it’s a shore line made up of pebbles. And I didn’t find a wool shop.