Wind turns red her cheeks:
I will open my heart up
As wide as the sky.
— Daniel Westreich
Just felt inspired by Daniel Westreich’s haiku and made a quick sketch…aaand then I wrote this…which is not a haiku by all means, but it came with the drawing.
I have never seen her. Never will.
She probably doesn’t exist,
but she entered my dream and
The way I made the composition wasn’t intentional but I knew it had to be that way. The space behind her is very important. The space in front her she doesn’t want to look at. She closed her eyes and remembered what was behind her.