Diary

A journey with no destination

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Urban Bistro is one of those places hard to find in Dubai where you can have an amazing breakfast, read a book, meet you friends or send some emails feeling like you’re at home. They are good people.

They invited me to paint their ceiling, I’ve never did that before so I say “Sure, no problem” right before start thinking how the hell I was going to do it.

I’ve used a scaffolding, 8 or 9 big white markers, good music and the occasional support of Ahmed, the security guy and his crazy pakistani distort songs from his guetto phone, thanks homie.

Freehand, no sketches.