A few days ago, an art journal came in the mail. The thing is, my mom ordered it in March and forgot who she got it for, me or my sibling.

It's absolutely gorgeous, the cover is made from a red colored leather and has a compass rose design embedded into the front.

The paper is some of the best I've seen, it's a beautiful shade of brown and the texture feels like it'll work wonderfully with any medium, graphite, watercolor, markers, acrylic paints, oil pastels, anything.

It has binder clasps that hold the paper in place, meaning you can safely take out any sheet of paper without the fear of tearing them.

The spine has such nice stitching with leather strips that both bind the book shut and make a beautiful decoration.

Here, look at it

And I know the color of the paper doesn't come out well on my camera, so here's a comparison between my current art journal and the new one

See how beautiful this journal is?? And my mom is considering letting my sibling plague it with their horrid drawings and letting them disrespect it just like every art journal they've had! Literally every single one they have is ruined! Granted, they weren't as fancy, but I can't take that risk.

This journal needs to not only be respected in general, but respected with a multitude of mediums, not just graphite drawings colored with sloppy colored pencil! I really hope my mom lets me have it instead of my sibling....