My sketchbook goes just about everywhere with me. It’s where I take notes on a clients project, work through design problems, sketch thumbnails, doodle when I should be paying attention, and take notes in church. My sketchbook is a pretty good visual representation of me. It doesn’t make a lot of sense, and it’s fine with it. I got this sketchbook for christmas last year, and I just now finished it. For how often I use it, I realize I’m a little slow. That being said, this has been my favorite sketchbook to date. I’ve stopped trying to put limits on what I can put into it. I don’t try and impress anyone with this sketchbook because it’s purely for myself. Sketchbooks are not supposed to be perfect! So I made sure to let that be a constant reminder and I decided to just let whatever happens, happen. It turned […]
I was having a really hard time getting into the grove of things the other day so I thought I would watercolor the word “focus” into my sketchbook (haha). Much to my dismay, but not to my surprise it looked awful. So I covered it up with stuff I did like, and then I spent an hour or more collaging a whole page (not photographed). I finished up, let the glue dry, and stepped back to laugh at the irony of that whole situation. I refuse to feel bad for doing creative things, even when I know that sleep/homework/sanity seem like better options, or at least thats what I decided last night.