Istanbul, Beshiktas fish market, this woman was peeling some unfamiliar vegetable; she didn’t even notice me sketching her from the other side of the narrow street. Fountainpen and watercolour. http://www.renefijten.blogspot.com
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Bourscheid, Luxemburg. Yes, this looks like the earlier post; this is the earlier version, drawn with fountainpen. I am not sure which I like best.
The smell of fresh bread in the early morning. The flood light lit the facade of this patisserie. At 7am the Place Verdun in Tarbes was still very dark.