stagesoflife

A man sitting on  his room, a red curtain hides the window and the daylight from his eyes.

The man draw´s maps. Good maps, world maps, fantasy maps, treasure maps, maps of countries and maps of what you would like to have a map of.

But why the curtain, why blocking the sun and the sparkling sunshine? you see, no matter how good mapdrawer he is, he can´t draw a map to lead you to his heart. . .