So last week i went back to the UK for a wedding and visit my family
I made a sketchbook to take with me:
I made it out of a random selection of papers, bound with a couple of heavy duty staples, and a nice charcoal grey cover.
I embossed the front with a little message:
I was quite excited, i'd never flown on my own before. And of course, by excited i mean worried everything would go wrong and fall apart!
So i did quite a bit of sketching mostly when i was traveling. Which i did a lot of. reminded me of how much i hate trains. so glad there isn't any here.