In March I started making small sketchbooks from used paper and scrap paper, stitched together with linen thread, and carrying them in my pocket on my daily walks.
the very first one was completed all in one wet walk
through Owlet wood
and down to Tarvit Ponds
and provoked more words than drawings
it’s interesting having other words underneath
and the sections of map refer to my old homes in Norfolk, childhood and more recent.
I can be playful
and that’s just number one. I have ten so far.