We would feel incomplete without our notebooks. Precious keepers of our thoughts, inspirations and reflections a notebook is home to the seemingly unrelated collections of life. Visit the desks in our head office, and you find a notebook or two resting haphazardly underneath magazines, amongst post-it notes and other office paraphernalia. Call us the creative types that like the sound of a turning page, pen meeting paper and scissors cutting – we celebrate all things tactile. So when rain keeps us indoors or we feel like spending a moment with ourselves, we reach for our notebooks.
Our intentions are mixed. Sometimes we contemplate the day, find peace or place a frustration to rest, while other times we use them to hold clippings, jot down random notes or a lyric from a song. The process may seem arbitrary, but we call it a stream of consciousness (taking a page, quite literally from James Joyce’s notebook). With time the unconnected, random assortment of thoughts and collections turn into a jewel of an idea. Scribbles turn into a straight line, pointing directly to an objective and this process is something we cherish.