This is some personal work. It was one of those images that pop into my head and then I can't rest until I put it to paper. The thought of doing open-air laundry makes me feel really calm. Wouldn't it be awesome to live in a small cottage that was on a cliff, overlooking some large body of water? Then hanging the laundry outside and having all the sheets smell so good? Real laundry is a drag though. It usually involves a musty basement or a laundromat.
I like this one, it's ghostly!
I really like this rough prelim.