Shari Blaukopf's Sketchbook

It’s been an intense week of grading student projects — for hours and hours and hours on end. It’s the type of work that fries my brain, and all I can think about when I am doing it is that my reward will be an hour in my studio when I’m done. Nothing too ambitious for my tired eyes, just a bit of time enjoying the feel of a sharpened pencil as it travels over the hills and valleys of some soft white Fabriano, followed by the pleasure of dipping into pure colour and watching what it does on the paper.

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