Sometimes the hardest things to draw are the things I'm most used to seeing. I think sometimes I'm so used to seeing certain things or places, that I forget to actually look.
I'm working on sketching things more as I'm seeing them, or shortly thereafter when they're still fresh in my mind.
The following is a sketch of a narrow strip of land in the frozen Mississippi River.
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You would think that, having lived my whole life in Minnesota, painting snow would come easily.
It doesn't.
I spent all day Saturday trying my best with watercolour. I used Arches Bright White watercolour paper, since I wanted the highlights of the snow to be as white as I could get.
Today I tried again using oils. We've had a lot of fog the past few days, and in the mornings everything is covered in frost. It's breathtakingly beautiful. I started two small oil paintings based on the view I had of this out my window. It doesn't look like much yet, but this is the first coat of one of them.
~Hannah