Knowing that I had two weeks of holidays, albeit with some day-job work to do at home, I got out some books and supplies to start playing. I will have a few days of granddaughters staying so the house will be completely given over to creativity as they have a tendency to get going before they even get out of their pyjamas.
I got out the pile of journals that I used in a rather haphazard way and was really surprised at how many there are . . . and horrors!! I even found a travelling journal that the wonderful Quinn McDonald had sent me for a contribution before sending on to another journaler in this neck of the woods. I cannot believe I have been so remiss! What was going on in my life at that time that I forgot? I’ll send it on very soon Quinn, I promise!
But I digress . . . here is the pile I have.
The one on top is a duct-tape journal I made after watching a video of Diana Trout‘s. It lives in my bag and has its innards replaced from time to time. The zibaldone is my commonplace journal, my ‘everything but mostly writing, daily pages’ journal – read this and you would know my innermost thoughts! It’s a 2002 diary that somehow did not get used and was put in storage while I was overseas. While I’m thinking of it I should perhaps see if I can pick up a 2013 A4 diary before they get sent off for recycling.
A favourite for now is this visual journal with alternating black and white pages.
I had been thinking about how vulnerable the heart is, that while we need to guard it well, we also need to let others in. I have mentioned the TED talk by Brené Brown, The Power of Vulnerability before . . . do watch it. I thought that for this serious topic, I’d have a little play with cut outs.Tomorrow, I’ll try for three posts in a row but no promises with the darlings arriving here this afternoon . . . I could be busy.