On this trip, numerous sketchbooks and notebooks of different sizes weighed down my suitcase. Ones intended for my backpack and others for a larger table. Nevertheless, this careful consideration fell to the floor as my choice travel book became a little, back-pocket sized Moleskin I threw into my purse at the last minute. So far, two are filled with notes from museums, thoughts from eating breaks, and records of practical information. These little books are there when you need them and inconspicuous when you don’t.
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