Is Heavenly Perfection Too Much To Ask For?
Like finishing a really long novel, filling a sketchbook from cover to cover provides a certain sense of accomplishment. This time, I’ve filled the often praised Moleskine sketchbook. You remember, the ones reportedly used by Van Gogh, Hemingway, Neal Armstrong, Jesus, and every president since John Adams except for Richard Nixon. I hear he used a Strathmore.
It is a nice little book. A perfect amount of pages. Fits like a glove in my back pocket for easy travel. It also has a pocket in the back for … well I don’t really use that pocket, but it’s nice that it’s there I guess. However, the pages are very thin which discourages drawing on both sides of the paper. Also, at about the halfway point through the book suddenly the pages are perforated. Why? Now I have to be extra careful none of my drawings just “fall” out of my sketchbook which could happen when you’re carrying the thing in your back pocket all day.
I know—I know. I’m never going to find a nice sketchbook to settle down with if I keep nit-picking every single one I spend any time with. You don’t have to tell me that I’m the only one to have any criticisms of the moleskine.