Dear Sarah, I promise not to terminate you, love The Terminator. 

The handy thing about uploading sketchbook work months later is I can link to the work it helped create. Voilà

I’m a strong believer in first hand research, where you go out, find your subject and then draw it like a thief. 

So on the first page of this sketchbook I felt compelled to write my own name, lease I forget and then the words ‘Sketchbook’, like a simpleton who forgets their own name.

Where as I find it vital to keep a sketchbook; to log ideas; hone techniques;  draw strangers and write cuss words, I’m unfortunately not as driven to upload the nonsense as I draw it. So I find my self sitting with my scanner and two and half sketchbooks worth of blogger fodder. Yippee.

This book is the first sketchbook I’ve made by hand. I used a heavy dutch calligraphy paper on the inside and an old fashioned starched cloth for the cover. Although its unremarkable to look at, it does mark the beginning of a new hobby.

Last night playing around with my coloring pencils I drew this little fella. Expect more spiders. The previous sentence would make the most horrifying anonymous voice mail message. 

Found this hiding under a pile of scrap drawings. Silly Bonzai tree, your not scrap……yet.