My favourite journal pages from the summer months are those which document my journey towards and time in Bulgaria. What I find interesting about the page from July 26th is that the moment in which I created it was the first time I had made a journal entry in company. The book usually opened in the privacy of my home became my canvas for casual doodling amidst a plane full of people. My tiredness in this moment allowed me to take a very relaxed approach to the page. I'm also fond of the roughness of the stuck-in souvenirs - it's how I'd want a travel journal to look if I ever have one, and I think perhaps I'd like my recording of the everyday moments to be a little more scrappy too.