WARNING: the following drawing exercise may lead to death and dismemberment.
I first tried this with d.price as we were driving due east from the Rockies across Kansas. The land was so flat we could see all 360 degrees of horizon; the road was an isosceles triangle that ran from our radiator to where the sky kissed the ground. Our rented Ford Navigator was the only vehicle on the road, the only object higher than the emerging stalks of spring wheat. A hundred miles rolled under our jacked up tires and the scenery never changed and the radio never got good.
"Let’s draw," Dan suggested, clamping the wheel between his bony knees and pulling his Moleskine out of his hip pocket. We uncapped our pens and drew the view, thrilling at the occasional barn or silo that broke up the monotony.