After sorting out my things at my mother’s house in Northamptonshire, I came across my first visual journal from when I was 16. It was crazy to think a sketchbook brought for my birthday would become overloaded with angst ridden lyric interpretations and general teenage crap lol.
Travel journal 2017
Skip another 16 years and 6 journals later and this is it…
After many weeks and a shit load of double sided tape, my journal is complete. Am I pleased with it? Hell yeah!