I have a weird thing for hotel rooms. Or maybe their comfort? It’s strange, cause I find it really hard to explain it. I love travelling and whenever I do, they are the only place with proper comfort. I LOVE sleeping and waking up in the morning after a late night is sometimes not so easy. Especially if you have been around a lot, the night before and/or partied like a lunatic. On mornings like that I love lazying around, looking for an excuse to stay in bed and just be with myself and my tea.

And that’s what today’s illustration is about. I took the reference from this “page“ with their permission, of course because the moment I laid my eyes on that picture I could totally see myself in it. It was my intention to just show the comfort in the illustration and that is why I left some negative space intentionally.

And the bare legs with just a sheet (nothing better than that :D) was perfect rather than overloading it with unnecessary elements. Also I didn't want to replicate the picture completely.

It also gave me some interesting ideas to paint with gouache this month. Painting fabric folds is something that I really really want to be good at. Maybe a week or 2 of just that would do me some good?