The production book

Each of my major projects has its own ring binder to help me keep organized.
Something about putting together a new one fills me with happiness. Maybe shopping for the supplies reminds me of every new school year in my childhood–crisp sheets of blue-ruled filler paper, tabbed dividers, the selection of binders. Do I need a new ruler? New pens, definitely.
Or maybe its the hope and promise that all new endeavors bring. Heading into unexplored possibilities is thrilling. So many interesting experiences ahead and obstacles to be overcome. Ideas will overflow these pages, I’m sure.
My Hello Tokyo production book was once shiny and new. Now it’s a well loved, battered, and filthy collection of notes, scribbles and memories of frustrations and triumphs.
Today, the production book for “the project that will not be named” is pristine like freshly fallen snow. Tomorrow, I’ll start making tracks in it.