A cold-finger drawing — in the end my fingers couldn´t take it, I had to give up on the yellow house. I drew half of it from my lousy memory when I got home.
Sundays on the not-so-busy streets in Stockholm are perfect drawing days, not too much people about, and above all, not too much traffic. You can actually hear sounds you didn´t think were there — birds singing, a conversation from an open window, leaves blowing around on the ground, and the steps of those two guys outside the 4Sound music store —things that are usually drowned by the noise of traffic.