September 14, 2011 – 9:46 am
Talking about messy telegraph poles at Dungeness made me think of these biro sketches I did in a Beijing back street about four years ago. Every time I see one I get an ache to draw it. I dread to think why.
What this reminds me of more than anything is the sound of people hacking and gobbing in the street.
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