The title of this post could also be “A Thinly Veiled Excuse to Post Notebook Porn”. XD
These are my currently in-use notebooks and sketchbooks. From bottom to top, they are an extra large plain softcover Moleskine, a large silver filigree Paperblanks (lined if you’re curious), large Moleskine sketchbook and a large ruled Moleskine with a delightful purple cover. The Paperblanks and Moleskine sketchbook are the oldest and thus the thickest. ❤
Each one has its own loose purpose though I try not to be too hard on myself about organization or any kind of rules whatsoever–for me, these tend to take over and stifle the creative process. Why think about where to write something anyways? It can always be rewritten, cut out, pasted or whatever. These things tend to make my journal feel more alive and tactile anyways. I can’t tell you how much I love the feel of different tapes and stickers and bits of just paper stuff all around my jottings. I could get lost in them just flipping through pages and running my fingers over the words.
Here are all of the lovely notebooks opened up. The leftmost notebook is my Moleskine sketchbook which houses studies, serious art endeavors, color and composition play and experiments for future fine art pieces. I do a fair amount of portrait studies in it too, and this is one in colored pencil, Sakura Gelly Roll and Sharpie of a photograph by the insanely talented Ruby James (known as akimuby on Instagram). Moving clockwise to the top, you can see my Paperblanks open on a sci-fi themed collage. Collage is extremely fascinating to me, but I’m admittedly awful at it so I practice in this journal; it’s a great inspirational warm-up before sketching and writing too. To the rightmost is the extra large softcover Moleskine. This is truly my “art journal”: a place for my brain to dump all its shit in whatever way it sees fit. The pages are big enough to house leaflets and pamphlets and sketches and scribbles, but it’s flexible. Because of the soft cover, I can stuff its back pocket unfairly full. XD And stuff I do. Lastly and in the middle-ish is the large ruled Moleskine with a purple polkadotted cover. Truthfully, where my art journal is a place for me to dump anything (ends up mostly in the form of weird doodles and daily ephemera), this is a place for me to simply write words of any kind. It doesn’t matter if it’s fiction, poetry, prose, notes on parakeets, daily journaling or an idea: my goal is simply to fill this thing with lovely (or not) words. Over the past few years, I’ve been afflicted by a culminating of mental illnesses in which adulthood brought their full onset. Because of this, I’ve found it extremely difficult to simply write as I once did. No longer can I escape the world into my mind’s fantasy land: I have convinced myself that everything is futile and useless in this reality. Such conclusions are the product of years of sad, philosophically-motivated overthinking, so this journal is a therapy tool of sorts to retrain myself into simply enjoying the act of daydreaming, of going places in one’s mind again, to simply let go and wander. ❤