Yesterday I went out to the Peak, wandering around Burbage in the snow. It was a nice day for drawing indeed, the landscape already looked as though it had been rendered in ink on a white page. I
sat on a cold rock for what must have been hours, trying to capture the
scene with my brushes. I like the idea of drawing the essential, how
Chinese masters could illustrate the landscape with one or two strokes of the brush.
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