“The Solicitors of Whim”
It was a sketch I had to draw over a shaky bus ride after seeing the inside of the fortified “non-existent-country”. It would be impossible to summarise the emotions that I felt seeing the huge pieces of graffiti and art that wrapped the insides of the wall. It deserves a dedicated series of poetry for sure.
Irony was… for some reason I found them unbelievably beautiful.
A sketch from the “A Sketchy View of a Mystical Land” Series
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