Category: Inspiration

I was sitting in a cramped, humid café in Hanoi last monsoon, sketching the way the light hit the street…

I was sitting in a cramped, humid café in Hanoi, the scent of star anise and diesel exhaust swirling around…

I was sitting in a dim, smoke-filled jazz club in New Orleans last spring, clutching my notebook and trying to…

I was sitting in a dim, spice-scented alleyway in Marrakech last autumn, clutching a notebook and feeling that familiar, heavy…

I was sitting on a rickety wooden stool in a sun-drenched plaza in Lisbon, the smell of roasted coffee and…

I remember sitting in a cramped, neon-lit hostel in Hanoi, staring at a map that felt more like a labyrinth…

I remember sitting in a tiny, dimly lit jazz club in Montmartre, the air thick with the scent of espresso…

I remember sitting in a dim, rain-slicked café in Hanoi, staring at my phone screen until the pixels seemed to…

I was sitting in a cramped, humid cafe in Hanoi last July, staring at a blank notebook while the scent…

I was sitting in a cramped, humid cafe in Hanoi last July, staring at a sketchbook that had been blank…