Personal Project—2022 Planners

Inktober and other fun projects took a back seat this week because a personal project arrived!

Opening this box was like Christmas morning in October. I was so excited for these to arrive!

2022 calendars have been on my mind recently because I receive several wall calendars in the fall, and they are usually accompanied by donation requests.

Still, It occurred to me that a calendar would be a great piece of swag to send my clients as an end-of-the-year thanks. Instead of another wall calendar, though, I thought a planner might be more fun. My business is publishing, after all, and 2020-2021 have been far more digital than print. I’ve been itching for a box of fresh printing to arrive on my doorstep.

I wanted the planner to showcase my design tastes, and the artwork needed to be mine too. I crawled through datebooks and sketchbooks going back to 2006, and pulled some of my favorite pieces. There are a few below. Every month has one or two pieces of art, and there is room for making notes/doodles/to-do lists.

The planner contains my personal and professional brands because it is where my art and my design world meet. Twenty have already shipped with hand-written notes and, yes, a couple of business cards, to my clients from 2021. And some of these will be thank-you gifts to the people who have been so supportive to me as I’ve built Nan Mellem Publishing.

Backfilling the Calendar

I love sketching little doodles from life as I do them. In the summer, however, I barely get a chance to note what is going on much less doodle about it.

I gave myself an hour this afternoon to backfill the calendar with some doodles.

How do I know these are my favorite watercolor pencil colors? They are stubby compared to all the others. The shortest? Orange. I never would have thought orange would be it…not actually my favorite color.

Fellow Victim of a Delayed Train

While journaling this morning on the train, I looked up to see this man reading his paper. Little did he know he was to be victimized twice in a mere matter of moments: once, by me sketching him, and again, by a malfunctioning signal that delayed the train by 6 WHOLE MINUTES!!!! Is such an injustice to be born?!? I’m sure he wouldn’t want you to pity him, but to always remember.

This concludes our moment of melodrama for the day.

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