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Paddling towards what I thought was Como, through what I thought was Como’s lake.
Apparently I got lost and now I’m in Lugano, Switzerland.

#17

‘Campione d’Italia’
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#16

Going big.

Heading North brought me back onto Italian soil.
Here’s Como.

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‘Walking through the Alps’
A series of horrifying experiences.

#14

Drawing the beginning of a very stiff way through the first mountain ranges.
No horizon, no fun.

#13

‘Small Swiss town (that turned out to be in Italy)’

Pencil on paper, 36 x 24 cm

#12

‘Terrifying trees’

Pencil on paper, 36 x 24 cm

#11

Morning comes and I’m about to approach the Alps.
Among the horrendous glitches and frozen giants I found a Baseball field.
Bittersweet memories.

#10

After a proper analysis I came to the conclusion that the safest spots to set camp are on high ground: this creates a new dilemma.

Pencil on paper, 36 x 24 cm

#9

Darkness approached.
Looking forward to find a protected place to spend the first night.