There is nothing like finding something that you feared was lost forever. My favorite sketchbook is one that my husband had made for my birthday a few years ago. It has a brown leather cover and beautiful smooth creamy paper. This book has been to top of mountains and has survived four moves so far. During our last move we packed all our belongings in a very small tailor and moved across the country to the northwest corner of Montana. When we arrived I couldn’t find my sketchbook anywhere and had to survive four whole months without it. Thankfully, I we were reunited this weekend when I was sorting through a box looking for winter clothes. Here are a couple of sketches from a few months ago.
Pen and Ink Drawing