As we travelled around Iceland, Husb and I noticed that the grass that thinly covers the black lava landscape is an unusual yellowy-orange colour. I think it might be Leymus Arenarius (Lyme grass) but I’m not sure. Before I went, I prepared different drawing media, including a 20cm square sketchbook of handmade Khadi paper. I randomly coated the pages with either a thin grey wash made from Indian ink or one from sepia. This is scribbled onto one of the grey washes using compressed charcoal, chalky pastels and white oil bar. I sketched this quickly from the moving bus – it was about 9.30 am and the sun was only just coming up over the lava mountains, turning the grass quite a vivid rusty orange.
Here’s a photo Husb took of the grass on the black beach at Vik.
And one of me, freezing my mitts off, drawing the trolls in between snow showers.
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You’re really tough to draw outside at that low temperatures. Again a very beautiful drawing.
Tough? Or maybe just plain daft lol
dedication! i dont think i can draw in the cold…or at least not well
I suffer for my art lol 😀
you sure do!
“snow showers”. What a lovely word. I have never heard it before.
It conjures up lovely images doesn’t it? Very cold though 🙂
Cold makes us feel alive! Heat is quite often the opposite, so I love the cold! (^-^)
So do I. I don’t understand why people go to sunny beaches for holidays, I’d much rather be hiking across a glacier.
I’m freezing just looking at this.
bbrrrrrrrrrrrrr 🙂