Hmmm. I went out with my two Pentel aquabrushes (a brilliant invention), one filled (messily) with a glug of Indian ink, the other with a wash of brown ink. I wanted to capture the big trees that frame the entrance to the enormous meadows where I walk Kato-dog every day, and where the light and sky and landscape change with the seasons. The drawing looks like I hopped over to Japan for the day, but the process might be too messy for me to turn into a habit.
Indian ink and wash in Seawhite of Brighton sketchbook.