My Pocket Sketch Book 2: Chronology Matters

I used to use my pocket sketchbooks wherever I opened them. At the time I thought “not limiting my time by carefully selecting and rationalising the page I should be following I will allow myself to express my ideas more freely”. Without having the restriction of finding a spot and labouring over whether to write chronologically or if I even liked what went on the page, I could simply blow my mind through my pencil wherever it felt free. I think at the time I did not know these books were functionally visual diaries and I only saw them as another medium of expression and freeing my mind.

In these pages you can see my art looks more developed and experimental. These were all random pencil sketches until I decided to go back to satisfy my drawings, they looked and felt too raw, I disliked them or they became ruined by the bleeding of other illustrations through the back page. My black China Marker pencil makes decisive marks as I learn to fill the page to the edge.

I decided each image should tell a story and feel stylised and purposeful. They should be curious, emotional and creative to bring me closer to a true artist. Not even a quarter into this book and I see progression and development in my sketches. I return to old drawings and I rework them. The chronology of this book starts to make sense and speak to me.

The diary aspect of this visual diary starts to speak to the tale of time.