... with a sketchbook.

Just a few pages from a sketchbook that I hated, destroyed and ended up loving. It was for a Visual Impact class. And every week we had to have 10 pages completed. A daunting task when you have 4 other classes asking for every creative fiber. Sketchbooks sometimes overwhelm me because I'm a perfectionist when it comes to my art. I'm never happy with what I've done. And that's what sketchbooks are for. The imperfect. The tests. The doodles. This sketchbook I ended up loving because it opened my mind.