RANDOM RANTS: How the Moleskine saved me

I was born in 1993. Computers were already around and I grew up with the convenience of the internet, mobile phone and IM. Everything and everyone were accessible anytime and anywhere. But along the way we lost our love for doing things on paper and everywhere you look everything is going digital. Books are turned into those iReads, letters are turned into emails, newspapers are slowly and sadly diminishing and the good old journals are now blogs.Before I met the Moleskine, I was in the bandwagon for digital, but that little black book, with beautiful yellowy paper and a simple, clean design, sparked my dormant paper fetish. And now I'm a Moleskine addict.

For those of you that don't know what I'm referring to, Moleskines are basically simple black notebooks with a luxurious edge. It comes in plain, lined, squared and a sketchbook, which has thicker paper to handle paints, watercolours, or whatever. They've become immensely popular and it's become the perfect companion and the perfect sidecick for any artist, writer or thinker.

What I love the most about these notebooks is the aesthetic satisfaction that you get from using them, they're so good to touch and acts as a source of inspiration as well.

The Moleskine was a blank canvas for my art, an empty page to fill my stories in and a surface where thoughts are transferred from my mind. They're slightly more expensive than the average notebook, which gives you more reason to treasure it but it's definitely well worth the cost.