Diomira

Diomira.

Leaving there and proceeding for three days towards the east, you reach Diomira, a city with sixty silver domes, bronze statues of all the gods, streets paved with lead, a crystal theatre, a golden cock that crows each morning on a tower. All these beauties will already be familiar to the visitor, who has seen them also in other cities. But the special quality of this city for the man who arrives thereon a September evening, when the days are growing shorter and the multicolored lamps are lighted all at once at the doors of the food stalls and from a terrace a woman’s voice cries ooh!, is that he feels envy towards those who now believe they have once before lived an evening identical to this and who think they were happy, that time.

(from Italo Calvino, "the invisible cities").

This drawing was made with ink, scanned in and then totally digitally painted using GIMP (open source Photoshop).

This way of digital painting was a first time for me, and it took a while to know how to handle the program and brushes. Still a long way to go.