I somehow managed to fill a second mini sketchbook this year with tiny drawings. This time it took me a little longer. I took the sketchbook with me on my travels, which was perfect.
A few people have asked me what it is like working in such a small book so here are the pros and cons…
While travelling through Orkney this summer, I always had my sketchbook with me. The days were quite packed, so I didn’t have the opportunity to draw as much as I had planned but I did manage to fill some of the pages though…
At the beginning of the first semester, we each received a goody bag containing drawing material and also a very small Leuchtturm1917 sketchbook (70 x 110 mm). Mine lay around at home for a while, but this semester, I decided to try and fill it.… Read More
When I flick through an old sketchbook, I am always surprised by how well I can remember the circumstances while I was drawing the pictures. Here is my old sketchbook from this year which I didn’t consistently use but has many very different memories concealed in it.
This is the first year that I have ever actively met the decision to take part in Inktober. I even managed to actually pull it through to the end, and now have an adorable sketchbook filled with ink drawings!
I bought the sketchbook (and ripped out enough pages to makes sure I would have exactly 32 pages), bought the pens and decided that I would take the prompts and try to draw animals.
The day of “Feeding the 5000” was a huge day for me. I was excited but also slightly terrified by the prospect that so many people could see my work. So many people who I didn’t know, and who didn’t know me.
The time I spent in Münster doing my internship was an important time for the city. It was overrun with tourists, cameras around their necks, maps in hand. I regularly overhead inhabitants complaining that the tourists had been borrowed bicycles to get around and that the city was now filled with people who “didn’t know how to cycle properly”. It might be important to mention that Münster is known for its cyclists and that there are 3 times as many bicycles in the city as inhabitants. Not used to the crazed way the Münster people race around on their bicycles, I was quite glad to be able to blend into the mass, as I slowly and carefully navigated around the city on my borrowed bicycle.