I have kept a journal/sketch book since I was very young. Today I finished my latest and added it to the pile. Ending a journal and starting a new one holds for me a greater distinction in the chapters of my life than the change of years or even a birthday. Just looking at the cover I immediately know what joys and sorrows, mistakes and growth I experienced in the time I filled those pages. There are also countless silly, stupid, wonderful memories. How cool is that Lisa Frank dalmatian notebook by the way? I was rocking it as a third grader.
I know what is in there but I have actually read very little of these books. I want to. To start and because I finished a journal today, I looked back at some of the artwork I have done. I found quite a few gems so I'll have to share more some other time. Here are a few of my favorites in no particular order.
Like I said I will have to share more with you later but much I never will share because this is my journal and you are the internet. Sorry.
I don't even know but I like.
My guess is the toddler version of Avia was directing this.
10 points to whoever recognizes this. It's all about the points.
This is every color in a big box of crayons in color order.
It also might be proof that I'm a big ol' nerd.
Looking back at the art contained in my books was a fun first step in reading them. I think I will have to go through them slowly. It was already pretty painful. On the up side being inspired by your own old art is quite rewarding.