On Sunday we drove up and all around Signal Mountain because we love it up there. We stopped at a tiny little park on the top of the mountain that has a gorgeous view, but it started to rain as soon as we got out of the car. I jotted down as much information as I could, then added the grey areas later.
This is my work from the class. I really enjoyed the class. It moved slowly at first, but then I realized that was kind of the point. You have to slow down with pen and ink, and slowing down is definitely something I need to do more of.
Working with pen and ink was weird because it was my dad's medium (that and watercolor), but I've never really gotten the hang of it due to my lack of patience. The materials and the ink on my fingers made me think about Dad working when I was little, and it was especially strange to see his lines and marks come out of my hand - much like if your handwriting looks like the handwriting of one of your parent's.
Of course I haven't done any more with pen and ink in the few weeks since, but I plan to - it was fun!
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