“Memory of a Summer in Tuscany”

A memory of a summer in Tuscany on a rickety notebook.

I remember the scorching sun and the cool breeze carrying me over the sea of ​​yellow flowers and wheat shoots.

Tuscany and especially Florence is on the list of my favorite places in the world, many years ago, its cobbled streets, its bridges, its people, its scorching sun in summer and its humidity in winter won my heart.

Ink and marker on paper.