This is from a sketchbook I kept when I lived in Brighton and was studying my PGCE. It's a drawing of my bedroom - I used to live in a little attic room in a maisonette.
The previous owner had had a dog, and the smell of it never really went away, but I was very fond of that room. It had three tiny walk-in cupboards, like secret spaces. I just like this drawing, it reminds me of a particular time. I'm putting it up on here so that I don't forget it.