So during my vacations I’ve made lots of sketches. I’ve been camping, saw seaside and walked by the lakes.
I had it all.
Always got this feeling of unknown danger when it comes to nature.
Each time close contact with forest or sea or lake brings me to the edge where fascination connects with the fear.
It’s huge, it’s strong, it defeats us, it’s beyond our silly cities, silly cars, silly box- apartaments, silly problems. It’s ruthless, silent, not interested in our matters.
Death, birth, mystery, cruelty and beauty.
Nothing made by human can compare to a mountain.
Once I was camping in Alpes, on the edge of the clif, where you couldn’t see a single light of man’s presence. Sky with stars seemed to try to crush us. It was beyond any control.