I don't know what it is about blank books—I find myself obsessed with them. The clean, unlined pages, the interesting designs on the covers … there's something very exciting about it. I think it really comes down to its uninhibited potential—you can do anything with it. It can be a sketchbook, it can be a journal, it can be a recipe book … any number of things.
But I have recently found myself wondering (and rightfully so)—what is the point of a blank book if you do nothing with it? I have no less than 8 blank books sitting on my shelf, waiting for their potential to be explored. And why are they still blank? I think it has literally been SO long since I created something from/for me that it really boils down to the fact that I am intimidated. (By a BLANK book!)
I used to love collecting museum brochures, articles about art and artists, random doodles and inspirational quotes and jam them into my sketchbooks—overloading them to the point that duct tape was required to keep the spine from giving up altogether. These books are rich with ideas and inspiration, things I used to refer to again and again to launch into new ideas and new pieces. Which of course, led to new books to fill.
But I've stalled.
So am now challenging myself to start anew. Can I do it? Won't know until I try... Stay tuned for sketch posts!
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