Fortnightly drawings about the daily life in Amsterdam. People going to work, hipsters crying about what choices to make, men living the dream on De Wallen or lost tourists in front of the Anne Frank House.
Buiten Westen was a wonderful cold shower on Saturday’s steaming hot day. The diversity of music, unique stages, funny little corners and smiling (also red) faces made this a wonderful happy memory. This festival breathes freedom, where people skip and fly around the field.
All day long people chased each other with water guns, enjoying cold tubs and in the evening the rain and relaxed atmosphere was finally cooling down our faces. When the dusk came in I was standing bare foot on the grass hill, dancing to Worakls. It was the best view ever: looking at the Ferris wheel, the big crowd of jumping people, sparkling lights and on top of that pink fireworks entered the sky. What more can I say?
I am super thankful that I’ve had the honour to draw illustrations that danced around the festival. I made one more, this is how Buiten Westen felt!
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