Peace and quiet... a rare commodity in my life.

As I stared at Eve's sketch, wondering what I would transform it into, I was soaking in every ounce of quiet as she peacefully slept. I knew it wouldn't be long until she woke and the second half of our day would begin.

It is in these moments I like to imagine myself in a surreal world where every tree is a bookshelf and underneath each one is the world's comfiest, worn in leather chair. There is no such thing as artificial lighting, clocks, rush hour, deadlines, texting or even telephones for that matter. Even as the sun sets and one beings to worry that all chances of reading would diminish with the light, dangling from the trees are lanterns that are home to families of fireflies. As these fireflies gather at dusk to party the night away in their tiny houses you can breathe a sigh of relief that there will be no end to the magical world of a bookworm's dream.

So I sat their with my paintbrush in my hand and I wiggled my toes, as if I could almost feel them in the long grass under that tree, I then began to paint inspired by my bookworm's dream.


As all of our collaborations start, Eve created her own sketch with an ink pen which I then use to turn into a watercolor painting. The sketch is completely her own with no instruction given from me, I simply use her creativity to inspire me to create a painting.