In my former role as visual arts editor at City Arts Magazine (it folded November 2018), I used to manage a column that featured the interiors of artists’ sketchbooks. For a while I’ve wanted to revive a version of this. This is that. I’m perpetually entranced by process and the thought that goes into creative projects. I don’t personally maintain a sketchbook process per se…but somehow I have way too many notebooks crammed with odds and ends, comprising the detritus of life. I think sketchbooks are a unique kind of chronicle: For some artists, sketchbooks encapsulate the most bald and honest of autobiographies—weathered tomes filled with automatic writings that’ll make your head spin. Others document a purely voyeuristic vision of the world: landscapes and people and phantasmorgraphical interpretations of reality laid out in painstaking detailed linework. And there’s so much in between. I love it all.
Here’s a video I made about my own sketchbooks a few years ago, as well as some snaps from a few of my sketchbooks and travel diaries from Serbia, Croatia, Italy. (IG: @amandamanitach)