I've always tried being a sketchbook person - carrying it around with me, hoping I'll whip up some great drawings. But it's never stuck. I do carry a notebook wherever I go, but it's mostly filled with lists - to-do lists and idea lists along with the occasional stream of consciousness which I love to do on a subway ride. It's amazing how quickly your brain works while your hand tries so hard to keep up.
I came across these sketches from Paris Breakfast. Oh how I wish my hand could move like this. Plus, I'm dying to go back to Florence where I lived for 4 months in college - so these images of Venice really tug at my heart.