Winters in Tasmania are cold, bitter and moist and, although snowfall is regular in the high country, much of the state wakes each morning to a thick blanket of crisp, crunching ice on every blade of grass, fallen leaf and car windscreen. This ink starts with a bitter cold blue grey, and dries to a shining shimmering silver, which blends with the underlying ink colour to become almost metallic, resembling the dewy sheen on blades of grass in early winter mornings that crunch under your feet.
