If when I first moved to Stockholm a couple of years ago, you had told me that one day I would be taking to the woods for a week’s retreat to “escape the busy city”, I would no doubt have laughed. Stockholm seemed so small those days, compared to the vastness of Madrid.
But be it because I’ve grown accustomed to my surroundings or just grown old, the Skåne retreat happened. And it was fantastic. Even if I carried with me plenty of paper and inks, I hardly worked. So I was wondering whether I should post about it in the blog, but seeing that birch trees and leaves are already creeping in my latest illustrations, I figured I would put face to their origins.