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Reflective Journal
It recently hit that time of the season where I buy a Moleskine and decide to fill it with sketches and genius musings and poetry.
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(I found yet another one after I took this photo)
This usually results in me filling out about 2 pages, deciding I've ruined it, and using it to make shopping lists instead. Which I never use because I am invariably broke. Yesterday was no exception, and as I sauntered into Chelsea College art shop (I had decided to go ahead with the notebook purchase, despite previous failures) it dawned on me that I would not be able to afford the Moleskine, in all its leather-bound glory... However, I was resolute in my decision to buy a new notebook:
(and a gold pen)
Anyway, I have started to fill it, which I suppose is something.
(Fire-like wording achieved by applying bleach onto photo using paintbrush. Paintbrush consequently dead.)
Some of last year's journal:
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(I found yet another one after I took this photo)
This usually results in me filling out about 2 pages, deciding I've ruined it, and using it to make shopping lists instead. Which I never use because I am invariably broke. Yesterday was no exception, and as I sauntered into Chelsea College art shop (I had decided to go ahead with the notebook purchase, despite previous failures) it dawned on me that I would not be able to afford the Moleskine, in all its leather-bound glory... However, I was resolute in my decision to buy a new notebook:
(and a gold pen)
Anyway, I have started to fill it, which I suppose is something.
(Fire-like wording achieved by applying bleach onto photo using paintbrush. Paintbrush consequently dead.)
Some of last year's journal:
11/07/2010
life is a cabaret
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