Behind the veil

Let it fly, let it loose, like a goose, like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir. And in the end it will hopefully all come together and make some kind of sense.
Did sit down at the kitchen tabel to do some analouge drawings with my daughter. I really gotta get better with just pencil and paper. For her it is still just play and a game of the imagination, and it shows in her wonderful compositions. For me that freedom only comes infront the computer. Not good enough Mr. Bond ;-)