The small drawing of my cat above was on a old library card tucked into a pocket in the moleskin like sketchbook I took with me to Cumberland Island last September. As I mentioned earlier, it was stolen by raccons and recovered by nice people who returned it to me. The book is more beautiful to me because of it's history of lost and found and because the water, weather, and bacteria obscured some images and highlighted others. Below are the best images I could gather of the most interesting pages.









Keep your sketchbooks dry friends, never leave them out at campsites with granola, and put your name and number in the front. Other than that, what we draw will be whatever kind of record is willed...

take care and happy new year!
Rachael