A monk outside for you and me.

 🗿One day this Monk will stand outside. Outside in the sun, in the rain and even when thousands of snow crystals fall down from heaven above. He will be there no matter what. He will stand there waiting for you to stop by. To look at him. To touch him, and maybe even you'll tell him a little secret only the two of you will know. He will be there. Always. For you, me and everybody we know.

Ink drawing from my sketchbook of a Monk sculpture.  

Ink drawing from my sketchbook of a Monk sculpture.