when i was a kid i used to sit in the window overlooking the backyard and the brook and try to draw the winter sky. bare trees silhouetted against the grey sky. just a bunch of black lines. pen and ink. charcoal. pencil. how hard can it be? quite difficult indeed. not even a photo can capture its simple beauty.
12 December 2006
dawns early light
when i was a kid i used to sit in the window overlooking the backyard and the brook and try to draw the winter sky. bare trees silhouetted against the grey sky. just a bunch of black lines. pen and ink. charcoal. pencil. how hard can it be? quite difficult indeed. not even a photo can capture its simple beauty.
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