I have a journal problem. I can’t pass a new one up, even though I have a lot of them already. They are all different sizes and shapes. And these are just the empty ones!
Here is a list of the ones I’m in the middle of. I have only recently come to accept this part of my creative process and not fight it.
The big Strathmore one where I paint and glue.
One where I am rewriting the Psalms.
A book where I color and reflect upon the Psalms.
“Color your life” coloring and journaling.
A small magazine collage.
A large magazine collage.
A daily one with meditations, observations, stories, and art and ephemera.
Paper vintage ephemera collage.
One for testing new art supplies and the bison series.
A small leather book (handmade) with meditations on the oneness of God.
A biography of myself using stamps as the illustration / reminders / triggers.
A book where I put in my history and illustrated with printed pictures.
A small journal that I take to church to take notes.
A journal just for writing in with nothing else – no art. It has meditations and observations on my life trying to figure out how to make things work better.
A dream journal.
That is a lot of journals!
I use them in different ways, putting different things in them – different materials, different ideas. Some are open to the world, some are more private.
Having multiple journals going at once means that I can work on whatever I want when I want instead of having to feel stuck with one project at a time.
However, I do sometimes feel that I never get anything done, that I have too many “open tickets” to borrow a term from my husband’s work. When this happens I then look at what journals I’m closest to finishing and focus on them.
But it isn’t long before I will start another one!
Sometimes I think I have too many journals, and then I think of hermit crabs, who have to have several different shells to choose from when it is time for them to trade shells. My journals are my shells, where I put myself.
These include one where I wrote out my favorite verses from the Psalms (on paper I first gessoed and inked); one about the eclipse 8/21/17; a longitudinal study of a maple tree in autumn, and a tiny one that has pictures and words from magazines.