Two short mountain oaks, up in the rocky mountains above El Escorial.
When I’m up in the mountains I feel like me.
When I’m drawing I feel like me.
When I’m swimming in the sea I feel like me.
Who is this me?
It’s a feeling. Of being alive, happy, thrilled with life and nothing more.
That’s the real me.
Excerpt from notebook after being up in the mountains drawing those trees.
What makes you feel like you?