Today I managed to fit in some art in a fairly busy day. Crowquill, that is dip, pen, the tiniest one I have, dipped in Chinese fresh-ground ink. Just a quick drawing of the patio seen from where I was sitting. It's page two of the Little Art Book. White paper, but shows blue on here for some reason.
Grinding the ink always seems like a bit of a chore when you're dying to get drawing, but once the lovely smell of pine starts to come off it, it's really good.
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