Traveling can feel like magic. You step into a plane or a train and a few hours later, you're in such different surroundings, and there can be so much to explore. Both while on the move and after arrival. But even without leaving, places like airports and train stations can be a fantastic place to hang around. On a Sunday afternoon, I sat down with sketch pal and while we chatted, we sketched. It really wasn't the other way around - we just had a lot of catching up to do.
While the hustle and bustle of people leaving and arriving went on one floor below, I chose to draw part of the train station that felt a little bit like a museum. Silent, not much people in sight, and great architecture in sight:
Labels: journal, pen, urban sketch, watercolour
