My paper your paper
I always carry a sketch book in my bag. I began when I was 17 and never stopped. It proved very useful with a toddler to entertain while waiting for pancakes and tuna melts. I wouldn't have bet when I was 17. My sketchbooks were sacred back then.
Il fut un temps ou mes carnets de croquis etaient sacres. Maintenant mon papier sert aussi en attendant le brunch du dimanche. Je n'arrive pas a savoir si cela me ravit ou m'agace. Les deux sans doute.
Graphic ornaments from this book.