Hi, guys!
As probably some of you remember at the moment I'm working on moving my lifestyle to minimalism, and I even reached some success in it. I coped with the sphere I thought I never will be able to cope with - to create a minmalistic wardrobe, get rid of all cloth I don't wear or cloth that look ugly. I even manage not to buy any more cloth, reminding myself all the time that at the moment I have enough, and if suddenly I'll need something I always can go and buy what I need.
I coped with kitchen as well. No more heaps of dirty dishes cause I simply don't have that much plates and cups! Four plates, four cups - that's it. But...
I still can't cope with sketchbooks. Guys, it's crazy! I don't draw as fast as I buy new sketchbooks. I have some kind of mania to them. Even today I ordered four more, and of course I can't avoid to share some pictures:
I hope I will not die because of all my sketchbooks fallen on my head:)
Love, Inber
