Some doodles from my sketch book. The scary guy with his mouth wide open is a drawing based on a dream I had last week. In my dream he pulled my arm into his mouth and started eating me alive. Not so cool. I could feel the small teeth piercing my skin right before I woke up.
Speaking of waking up, we have now passed the darkest day of he year, and from now on each day gets a little longer and a little lighter. I can’t wait until spring, when the black bird sings at sundown and the leafs start returning to the trees. I’m just not made for these dark, Nordic winters. There’s a reason I live in Malmö, it’s as far south you can get before moving from Sweden : P