I’ve found myself sketching up strange places lately, even something that seem to come straight out of fairy tales and very, very remote from the modern architecture world. All as I try to figure out more about what a “place” is, maybe this one could be called a place, maybe someone would even call it a Home.
Think I would remember it if I passed by it somewhere.
Watercolor and Pencil sketch by Frits Ahlefeldt
