This drawing is of a bend in the river which I used to walk by a lot at my old house. This scene recalls a morning I was thinking of , when everything was shrouded in mist and the it was in the depths of winter.
I think this drawing acts as the basis for something else; I’d like to rework it into an ink drawing at some point.
It was interesting to only work with one colour. I’m used to using all the colours I have to hand, but limiting myself made a nice change too. Looking forward to reworking this into something bigger and more delicate at some point.
