I have many journals that I switch between depending on the size or the type of paper I want to use. For the most part, I stick to my black and white pen and ink work, but I do use colour to accentuate a piece when I feel it needs it. My journals are my way of practicing and honing in on my skill, as well as experimenting with different rendering styles and perspectives. I like toying with perspectives, either choosing to depict 180º of what I see from one of my peripheral vision to the other, or zooming into a tiny window of what is in front of me.
Journaling is like my very own form of therapy. Through each drawing, I mull over whatever may be going on in my life at that moment, and it helps me understand, process and react to each circumstance. I carry my journals wherever I go, and they become my visual lists and mind maps: each line holding a thought or an emotion. Like music, my journal pieces have the ability to take me back to the exact moment I drew them allowing me to revisit the space, the thought wave, the smells, tastes and sounds of what I was experiencing at the time of their creation. At the end of the day, if I have my journals, my pens, my headphones and my music, I can be lost in that moment for hours.