It was 5.30 on a Harbin morning, the temperature at minus thirty

It was 5.30 on a Harbin morning, the temperature at minus thirty-five Centigrade and a light snow falling – little grains like seed pearls sifting down in the dark. When the flurry stopped the wind picked up, and it was murderous. Full on my face it was like being slashed with a razor. We were on our way to the railway station.

4 sketches with black pencil

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It was 5 . 30 on a Harbin morning , the temperature at minus thirty-five Centigrade and a light snow falling – little grains like seed pearls sifting down in the dark . When the flurry stopped the wind picked up , and it was murderous . Full on my face it was like being slashed with a razor . We were on our way to the railway station . 4 sketches with black pencil

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Aug 15, 2024

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