I don’t know if I’ve ever scrapbooked, officially. I do paste odds & ends in my journals, mostly drawings or lines torn from older journals, so I’m continually destroying things and making them into new things. Everything else gets thrown in the fire at the winter solstice. Almost nothing survives longer than 3 years. I’m with you that I’d rather enjoy sentimental archiving from a safe remove. :)
I really love the idea of using older journal entries in a collage sort of way! Letting the new layers rest on top of these. Some thing about that seems true to me about the way our lives work.
I find that I'm embarrassed by my past ideas. But I also have this drive to move on to other ideas. Nothing much seems to stick. But at the same time, I know that's not true. I just get distracted too easily by new shiny thoughts, so I forget who I am sometimes! I like a good notebook clear-out. I find it very cleansing. Unfortunately, I don't have a place where I can make a fire. Even if I had a backyard, I think burning things in your yard is illegal here.
Loved this. I go through phases of throwing away all my old journals. Most of the time it's a decision that stands up, but once in a while, I really wish I could look back in time and find out what the hell I'd been thinking.
Conny, I wonder if you're one of the lucky ones who doesn't cling to her past? You have the chance to be wholeheartedly here, now. Waking up as new creature on a new day. That's such a cool place to work from and to make your art. 🦋
I also find it hard to read my older writings. My younger self seems like someone I hardly recognize. And why is it not easy to find compassion for her like I would for anyone else? 💚 I feel you, Conny.
This is for sure my favourite poem of yours, shows your gift with image and storytelling.
Ah thanks so much 😊
I don’t know if I’ve ever scrapbooked, officially. I do paste odds & ends in my journals, mostly drawings or lines torn from older journals, so I’m continually destroying things and making them into new things. Everything else gets thrown in the fire at the winter solstice. Almost nothing survives longer than 3 years. I’m with you that I’d rather enjoy sentimental archiving from a safe remove. :)
I really love the idea of using older journal entries in a collage sort of way! Letting the new layers rest on top of these. Some thing about that seems true to me about the way our lives work.
I find that I'm embarrassed by my past ideas. But I also have this drive to move on to other ideas. Nothing much seems to stick. But at the same time, I know that's not true. I just get distracted too easily by new shiny thoughts, so I forget who I am sometimes! I like a good notebook clear-out. I find it very cleansing. Unfortunately, I don't have a place where I can make a fire. Even if I had a backyard, I think burning things in your yard is illegal here.
Loved this. I go through phases of throwing away all my old journals. Most of the time it's a decision that stands up, but once in a while, I really wish I could look back in time and find out what the hell I'd been thinking.
I look back, get embarrassed, and quickly throw them out!
Conny, I wonder if you're one of the lucky ones who doesn't cling to her past? You have the chance to be wholeheartedly here, now. Waking up as new creature on a new day. That's such a cool place to work from and to make your art. 🦋
Thank you, Ann. To be honest, I think it's more a case of feeling uncomfortable with my past, and wanting little to do with it!
I also find it hard to read my older writings. My younger self seems like someone I hardly recognize. And why is it not easy to find compassion for her like I would for anyone else? 💚 I feel you, Conny.
You put it into words so eloquently.
Thank you, Dzesika.