take nothing but notes, leave nothing but footprints

Anyone who's dropped by this little locale of mine over the past few days knows that I attended SXSW (and is probably sick and tired of hearing about it). Yesterday when someone pointed out Mike Rohde's "sketchnotes" from the various sessions he attended, I remembered that I'd made a few of my own. Then I remembered that I'd placed them all in a small cylindrical container. It was a container from which they would eventually be retrieved by a lovely, motherly Latino lady and later make their way to a larger retangular container. That larger container is known by most poeple by its common name, "the dumpster". However, hidden between a Creative Commons information flyer and a postcard from the Museum of the Weird I found one sketchnote that had escaped the fate of the others (one written on the back of one of the event's ubiquitous panel evaluation forms). You may be asking, "What good are sketchnotes if they are all sketch and no note?". A good question, that one.

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