My last sketchbook took over two-three years to complete. It was my first one I attempted to totally complete. It's honorably laying on my drawer, that crusty ol' notebook.
Now with this one, it's about the same page length, but took me just a little over one year to finish; well, almost finish. And since it's in the shape of an actual book, I'm totally going to be proud of the completed thing.
And I haven't even started on buying another sketchbook. Aww crap.
I'm gonna miss drawing in this old thing. I became kind of attached to that thing (I know, weird, right?) but at the end, I'm glad that I've finally 100% completed another sketchbook and will really soon, start another one.
It's hard to believe that by the end of the next sketchbook, my drawing style might look different (or improved) than how it currently looks right now.
All I know for sure is that May is the end month for the little guy.