Today's scribbler is Cendrine Rovini and (if I may say so) her drawings should ONLY be looked at by moonlight, preferably laying on your belly in a four poster bed in the middle of a fragrant, overgrown, weedy garden, with a mildness in the air and a campfire burning nearby. OH BUT ALAS: Right now I'm balancing awkwardly on my knees in a public wifi zone and there's a shouty drunk man babbling in my general direction. MUST CLOSE MY EYES and pretend his beer breath is a fragrant wild shrub and that shouty nonsense is some kind of insect mating call. This neon WIFI sign will be my moonlight tonight!
