A journal feels like a right of passage. Like Jack Kerouac wandering the American West, pouring dreams into leather bound notebooks that are stained with brandy and cigarettes. Uncertain. Wild. Untamed.
Filled with ticket stubs, your best friend for a weeks name and email, or musings that you had at 4am while watching a sunrise - you never know what you are going to feel or pour out when you open a notebook. When you’re honest with yourself, even for a brief moment of time.
"This journal was inspired by my own journal and as I’ve travelled and searched for the perfect notebook I kept coming back to a journal that was part scrapbook, part blank, part prompts - it seemed there was never something that encapsulated all three."
This journal is my attempt to fill this niche - beautifully illustrated and years in the making.
Get messy within the pages. Get lost within your pen. Every page is a moment for your story - fragmented, poetic, uncertain, magical, lost, stoked - it’s all there for you to author.
Feel. Grab your bags. Load the car. Smear your life on the pages. Start.
Page Count - 200
Approx Size: 9 in x 6 in
Paper: 120 uncoated full color