My Pocket Sketch Book 1: It’s just for me

I carry this small black book around with me and it’s because I need to create to fill a void in me. I have so much energy and was recently diagnosed with ADHD and Autism which was no surprise to anyone apparently. I however began to understand how valuable creating things is for my self regulating. Often I share my finished pieces with people and get great praise on how I can monetise it and use it professionally.

The thing is… The purpose of my creations isn’t for strength in work or money. Really it’s to stay sane, regulate my sense of self and express my energy in healthy ways.

When I restarted my little black book off I knew this one was just for me. It’s unbridled and provocative. Insightful and sexy.

When this journal first began I didn’t know what to write, draw or think about. I felt fogged, unchallenged and so well trained by higher education I’d lost some of my free thought. So I drew what I knew and could understand; clothes, ideas, things I have already made and thought about, and moved onto other things around me that I like to observe and draw. Expressions and portraiture for example, I always wanted to be good at drawing and to capture someone’s essence, likes stealing a piece of their soul. Train stations were a great place to do this. Empty, longing gazes up at the ever changing screens of despair, rail strikes and plans gone awry.

I spent a lot of time in train stations as I travelled across the country in both short and long journeys trying to attend work, stimulating exhibitions and experiences or going to visit my family who were experiencing a lot of strife as they usually are.

Here you may enjoy a few pages and stay tuned for a few pages more. I’ve made a gallery for them which I will update as I post more.