Husb and I spent a few days in the Lake District with family last week. I didn’t do much drawing because I was spending quality time with my relatives, but we had a quick walk up on Birkrigg Common and I had a bit of a scribble en plein air. It was bitterly cold and the sky was dark with looming clouds except where a streak of sunlight stabbed its way through and reflected off the sea of Morecambe Bay in the distance. I drew into my A4 brown paper sketchbook from Seawhites of Brighton with conté crayons in black, white and sanguine.
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Lake District — did Wordsworth write about the cold too? I always seem to remember summer hillside with sheep. Your drawing does seem to communicate the chill — I wonder how you did that.
I think that people in Wordsworth’s day didn’t go out in winter lol 😀 I just copied what was in front of me, very chilly-looking atmosphere that day x