I have always loved writing. From the time that I could, I wrote letters often, to my sister, my mom and dad, my best friends, I loved writing letters and, as I grew older, I called them “notes”. I still snail mail people things, because we don’t really get fun mail anymore and I’m trying to hold up the tradition as much as I can. Plus I know it brings people joy and I like that. 🙂
While my first preferred written form was the letter, when I became a teenager I discovered the journal. Keeping a private diary of my feelings became incredibly important to me and I’ve always had one going.
Pictured below are all of my journals I’ve had since I was 17. I also have bits and pieces of my writings going back to first grade, most of that, though is loose leaf as I didn’t really fall in love with the idea of notebook until high school.
Recently I went through a major move that involved a serious clean out of all the crap I have gathered over the last 34 years of my life. One thing I can’t get rid of are these journals. I’ve been thinking about them a lot. Some of them are completely full while some barely touched. Some of them filled with only writing, some have artwork, like drawings or collages.
I also have a box filled with momentos…articles, play bills, wedding listings, pictures, that I want to eventually journal about. And then it hit me. I have all of these things for a reason, when put together in a certain organized fashion they tell the story of me.
When you’re younger and you are writing in your diary, you think you’re just expressing yourself. But as you grow older and have books filled with your expressions that becomes a life’s work. I didn’t know this until I had a little bit of life experience to look back and reflect upon, filled with mementos I can’t give up because they are a part of me, of who I am.
So this is a new side project of mine. I’m going to sift through all my old writings and join them with things I’ve been saving to build a whole collective of my life’s endeavors up to this point.
Part of why I continue to journal and collage is I enjoy the fact that it is a tactile experience. Of course I love writing on my laptop, the act of creation is fantastic is most mediums for me. But there’s something about taping things together to tell a story, to take the time to put physically put words on a paper and make a mark on the world. So as I go through and create this next tangible work of mine, I’m going to photo-document it here.