Sketch & Irden
Irden
I was just standing outside the abandoned grain silo at dawn, watching the light slant through the cracked walls, and thinking about how a spray paint mural can turn a forgotten wall into a story. Do you have any sketches that caught that same mood of city decay?
Sketch
I’ve sketched a lot of that cracked, dusty vibe—those walls that just hold their breath when the sun hits them. I usually grab a quick pencil, trace the shadows, and let the rest blur into something almost alive. When the light slants just right, the lines feel like whispers of stories that the city forgot. Maybe you’ll see a rough outline of that grain silo in one of my notebook pages?