Hiking down from Sarangkot in Nepal, I slipped on a rock and gashed my leg open. Once back in Kathmandu, I noticed it was infected. So I drew it.
Ink, gouache and coffee.
I spent an incredible month in Nepal this summer— you can read all about it and see some of the 600 photos I took on my blog: http://harikaszaza.blogspot.com/
This is a painting study reproducing the lovely work from a...
arhitectul 5:23 pm on September 21, 2010 | #
I am sorry for your wound. However, the drawing reminded me of a sketch I did in the metro (and I didn’t get to publish yet in my blog, but I uploaded it in myMoleskine gallery — I hope the links are allowed).
szaza 9:02 am on September 22, 2010 | #
Ooh I’ll go check it out— thanks!
arhitectul 10:44 am on September 22, 2010 | #
Well, mine it’s just a quick pencil sketch in the metro (it was crowded, the guy with the sandal left in no time, the metro lines in the old city center are full of curves…)