Now I know why the Inuit have so many names for snow. My favorite so far this winter is the powdery stuff that can be shoveled easily, but when I was a kid it was the heavy snow that snowballs are made of, and were essential for snow forts. I illustrated Millions of Snowflakes in the summer, which was a little confusing. My model, Charlotte, was dressed in a snowsuit in the 90 degree heat but didn’t seem to mind a bit. We blew soap bubbles to get her attention. Now, in this snowiest of winters I am doing a book about sunny Pakistan. I’m frequently surprised when I look out the window and instead of blinding sunshine I see my snow-buried yard. OK going to find my mukluks and clean off the car… again.
See full post here: elizabeth sayles illustration2015-03-06.