And it isn't any sketchbook. It is a 14 by 11 inch sketchbook with heavyweight paper, a really cool cover and has canvas over the spiral edge.
It is amazing and large and beautiful and it is inspiring me! The picture above isn't my sketchbook but I wanted to show you a picture of some blank pages (I'll put a picture of my sketchbook up soon).
Blank pages can be inspiring.
They can also be scary.
I haven't started drawing in my new sketchbook cause I want a plan. I'm even considering doing a really crazy notion in that I might use it as a journal sketchbook......
Why is that crazy you may ask.
Well, I've been keeping a journal daily since I was 14 -- that is 30 years straight! I even kept it while I was in basic training long long ago.
But as I've been drawing and my life continues I am in a bit of a fuddle wondering where I am really supposed to go. Maybe I need to do something radical -- instead of writing every morning, maybe my journal should be mostly sketches with just a few words.....What would it look like? I have no idea. What would I learn? I have no idea.
As I draw daily I've enter that zone area -- the blessed area where I lose myself and it is just the pen and paper. You gotta get there in whatever you do -- you know everyone needs to lose themselves in something. It's a gift.
I have these pens I love using.
But I can't anymore. Well, I can, but I prefer this.
When I get a hold of my daughter's camera I'll give you some new pictures of what I've been drawing. Today I want to draw a picture of me with a cat on each shoulder, a cat on my head, a cat around my ankles and then a line of cats behind me. I'm a cat lady tried and true. Didn't mean to become one.
Cats seem to seek me out even (though I have promised my husband I will bring no more home). Last night I was at our little elementary school and this fluffy cat shows up and starts meowing at me. He follows me to my car and then sits. He looks right at me. He wanted to go home with me but I have to choose my husband above a stray cat. Hopefully the poor dear will find a home with someone else.
Carla Sonheim wrote about the fear of a blank sketchbook in her book I've been using. You're afraid to mess up those pristine pages. You're afraid you're going to make a mess of the potential of the book.
But what a wrong notion that is. The business of life is a messy affair and why shouldn't the things we engage in be messy too? Life, when truly lived, is messy and lovely and full of surprises and sometimes a bit dull but then often quite exciting if we see the beauty and the incredible eternity touch in everything.
That's what I'm going to do in this sketchbook. Maybe I'll start today. My regular journal is close to full. I have just one or two pages left. My husband usually buys me one for Christmas and it lasts all year (it is really big). And I usually try really hard to wait to start a new one January 1 because it just seems right. But maybe starting Dec 1 would be kind of cool too......maybe.....