In the past my sketchbooks went everywhere with me. Spending 20 minutes to a couple of hours was a daily ritual. Anytime I found a few minutes with nothing to do I would draw, on the bus, train, in a waiting room, I had my book all the time, so I drew just about everywhere. I had a couple of simple rules for my book. One was keep everything, mistakes and all, good drawing or pages as well as the bad, for me this meant no eraser except for clean-up or the odd technique. This was hard to do at first because when people looked at my book I only wanted them to see my best work. However, sketchbooks are not portfolios. They are records of your observations, ideas and progress. A sketch book is the perfect place to try new styles or techniques, to make mistakes. Some of my favorite drawings are in these books as well as one I would like to think I didn’t do. Another rule I had, was not to edit or censor my drawing. I endeavored to be as open and honest with my drawings. I have some rather long winded thoughts on this that I might get into some other time. One last thing was at a certain point I switched from pencil to pen for a couple of reasons. If you carry your book around everywhere you go, spiral bound sketch books smudge your pencil drawing into these smoky looking, contrast-less blurs which was seldom my intention. The other reason was my drawing would at times be tentative and would lack confidence. Switching to pen forced me to get over that.