I started using sketchbooks back in February, most of my pictures (the
street drawings, the endless selfies) have been all about learning and
trying to level-up my basic standard of drawing. In the first pages of
Moleskine sketchbook #4 (huzzah!) I decided to indulge myself and try and do something a bit nicer.
this was a lovely experience. I was thinking stuff like: you know the
energy you are currently using to read this? That energy never belonged
to you. You just borrowed it from the universe for the most fleeting of
moments before it went through you and back out. That’s all, just an
incidental and unwitting vessel. Might as well try and channel that
energy into creating something decent. That’s kind of how I felt when
drawing this. Did I mention I love drawing?