sketchbooks ahoy

I guess you could call it an obsession at this point...

There's something about the need to carry a compact little journal in my purse "just in case" that keeps the accumulation of small journals somewhat of an obsession. Some of the above books are still blank and are waiting patiently in the queue. Some are totally full, and some are cast-aways, after having been proven they are useless, either too small, or too bulky. Some stay in the studio, some come with me wherever I go. Some are bound accordion-style, and some are bound with nice, heavy duty watercolor paper (like the grey and black one I got at the Sennelier store in Paris).

Europe by far has better sketchbooks than the States. That's what prompted us at Rowan Morrison to carry our own Euro Sketchbooks, each with their own screenprinted scroll logo on the front.


Here are some of my favorite drawings that I came across this morning:
I'm always trying to draw the cutest possible picture of Roo.

Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, taken from a collaborative journal between myself, pete, celest and griffin, circa 2003. I like the brown paper in this one.

This butter dish is now broken.

This drawing sums up my sentiments exactly.



Toby always needed a spot to snuggle - we miss you, T.

Prague, summer 2005

Prague and its neverending causeways of cake buildings.

I drew this on the plane.

...from life... just kidding, it's really from a sex advice magazine from the 70's.

This is my first entry in my most recent acquisition, designed by both Pete and I, it's the Rowan Morrison Found Paper Journal. The drawing is a diagram for a fair-isle pattern. All you need is graph paper, eh.

I can't recall the story behind this drawing.

This is Big Boy Bert.

Accordion scroll that I started in 2004 with all anatomical drawings.