I don't usually do snow scenes because I don't want to be out in it. This one was possible because I was looking out the window at my back yard. I'm glad I don't use that reddish ink any more for sketching. The Pitt line of technical pens in sepia was the answer to my artistic prayers, though I think it's wasteful that they are disposable rather than re-fillable. In this scene you are looking across the street behind my house, where just a few feet away is Harvard Divinity School. All this archive-poring has made me somehow nostalgic for my Cambridge days but then I remind myself how miserable I was there and how cold the winter was.
Ink and watercolor on sketchbook page, 7" x 7 1/2", January 10, 1985.