"Finishing a good book is like leaving a good friend." (--William Feather)

Today, I mailed off the Sketchbook Project moleskine to the ArtHouse Co-Op. 

I was getting disgusted with myself that I was dashing them off, here at the end, but then, I decided I needed to just chill out--after all, it's not as if this is a contest, it's a SKETCHBOOK!!    They don't have to be masterpieces.

And it's been a lot of fun.  So, when I finished up last night, I looked at some of the images and laughed.  I definitely gave myself permission to just play.

They're nothing earth-shattering, but they did serve to loosen me up and get me sketching. Things are crooked and wonky and all out of kilter, but they bring a smile remembering the fun I had with them.

My scans here are pretty bad, too, but I'm putting them up here just the same. 

If I had to do it over again, I'd replace the paper in the book for sure: it's awfully flimsy and doesn't take watercolor well at all.  It buckles and bruises and it doesn't showcase watercolor's properties to their advantage, but the book itself was a pleasure to pick up and fill any old way I liked. 

 I felt no pressure to do anything special or "worthy," I just played...

and at the end, I felt a little bit sad.

I may have to try to do another one just for me, on decent paper!

I really didn't sketch things in pencil first, but for the most part, just had at it with a brush and pigment.

I'd do it again in a heartbeat!