Behind my house, there is a path which leads to the dyke. If you walk the dyke you can nearly walk around the whole island on which I live. Most of the land is marshy and swampy with intermittent patches of bushes in trees.
In one of these patches, there was a path leading deeper into the trees. Exploring further into the trees we found a collection of wicker furniture left there by someone else: two chairs, an accent table and a bookshelf. So we sat in that nook, amongst the trees and the bugs and just relaxed for a while. This art piece is a drawing based on that day.
Critical Spirit-Care 