The perfect dayPosted: November 21, 2016
I used to hate winter until I started sketching it. Now I find myself looking forward to it. So much so that when it snowed overnight I briefly contemplated calling in sick today. I even imagined the perfect day I might have — my sketch supplies piled into the car, a mug of coffee in the cup holder, a series of stops at my favourite sketching spots. Perhaps a break for lunch in a café, with a view of more snow. But then I came to my senses, remembered that my students had projects to finish, and reluctantly de-iced my car before the long drive to school. Sketched in a Handbook watercolour journal, from a window at school during a break.