
Moleskins
I moved to England this week to begin a new and exciting adventure. I always start new travel adventures with a new notebook. There’s just something about a new journal, they’re like freshly sharpened pencils- they have to be used, just like adventures have to be recorded.
I always choose the same journal. A black quad-ruled Moleskin.
Moleskins are the legendary journals of choice for famous artisans around the world. They come with this little note card in them that drops the names of the past artists who wrote only in Moleskin notebook, artists that committed to the acid-free Moleskin pages their greatest works. Hemingway and Van Gogh to name a few.
This isn’t why I buy Moleskins. It isn’t because of their luscious black leather bindings, their beautiful 0.5cm quad-ruled pages, their simple thread binding, or their soft bookish scent. These are merely qualities that I appreciate. I commit to paper my most intimate thoughts and, along with my grandest adventures, some of the most mundane details of my life, for one reason, the fear of being forgotten. Not by the people around me, not by my friends and loved ones, not by my grandchildren or their children after them, but by the world. My greatest fear isn’t death, it is what inevitably befalls the majority of our great race- disappearing from all remembrance.
I buy Moleskins for their acid-free pages and bindings. The acidity of paperbacks is what causes them to yellow and crack, their pages to fall out and their spines to tear. Hardcover books aren’t more expensive just because of their covers, but because of their chemical make up.
So why buy a journal made from acid-free paper? The same reason you had you wedding dress professionally vacuum sealed and paid for school pictures, the same reason you keep a scrap book or photo album and recorded baby's first steps: the desire to capture a moment in time to preserve our dearest memories.