I found this thing, moments ago, in an old portfolio I haven’t opened in a decade or so. This is about 17 or 18 years old.
It is a colored pencil and acrylic effort, on a piece of bristol board paper. I took a short stack of 11×17 paper, folded it in half and made a journal out of it.
True to form – I have trouble keeping a regular sketchbook – I painted the cover, did one drawing on the second page and then never used it again.
BUT! You know the coolest thing about this unfinished sketchbook?
Page three, down in the right hand corner, has but one graffito, and it’s the spot where my wife wrote down her phone number the first time I asked her out.
See full post here: Jeff Durham2012-04-02.