My sister and I

Once again, from my sketch blog.

Like I said over there: I was driving back home, late one night, and there were two kids (a brother and sister, I assumed) in the car ahead of me, staring and giggling unashamedly as only children do. They reminded me of a time I only remember from photographs and my parent's stories. A time when I was a lot younger, and our family a lot smaller...

They also inspired this piece. I think it captures the brother-sister bond I've been lucky enough to grow up with.

Dedicated to my (little) sister.