Walking

Marcel walks through strong wind on his way to pick up his winter jacket.

Yet another entry in my ever-growing collection of weather-related comics. I’m pretty sure I drew a very similar one at the beginning of the year.

If I keep this up for another ten years, I might eventually be able to make a little “walking through time” flipbook out of all of them.

Marcel sits on a park bench holding Fritzi while Ines stands nearby with a cup.

These spontaneous walks have become less frequent since Ines moved to a different part of the city, and I miss them. It was great having friends in the neighborhood. Unfortunately, there's no way of finding an apartment anywhere else, so I'm stuck here in my absurdly beautiful Winterhude. Oh well...