It was her... wasn't it?
l look up as the guide stop to explain to the group that the locals used to come to drink and hang out along the pier
Watercolor sketching in Copenhagen on a weekend, lots of people around, even skaters, moving around the people selling old stuff or others coming in from the suburbs
It looked like it could have been a long night, as she stood there holding her baby, that was still not sleeping
At the flee marked people were selling their old records, this man looked like he just found what he hoped for, remembering the days back then with the band
The toddler turned around again, looking, trying to make sense of what I was doing with the brushes and paper... and the grandmother just waited, knowing it could take a while