I am enjoying December days in Tbilisi, with +12C and sun (comparing to Moscow heavy snow and -10C). This sketch was done in very small yard of "Prospero's books" English bookstore+cafe. Excellent coffee and books in English - the place where I would like to live forever.
I've recently realized that sketching stamped the memory of the place/mood/feeling of the place in my head forever. I am leafing through the pages of my sketchbook and even feel the smell of the place drawn.