I spent the weekend in the blur of some technique research.
that rabbit hole thing that is know as “google it.”
yesterday i noticed there was some rare traffic at my blog from over the weekend.
thank you, thank you very much for being here with me.
if you ever feel like letting me know you are around. I’d value that too!!
it’s nice to know who you are
YEARS ago I was a scrapbooker. A nice way to memorialize family photos. I completed 15 albums. I dismantled a life time of photographs that had been in basic albums from the drug store. Very organized. I super regret doing that now. The dismantling all part. They are not all in a row any longer. If you think of a life time of photographs. printed, the old fashioned film sort. it’s a task to have them available to view. a monumental task. then digital happened. and it got confusing.
I disliked the digital album making immensely.
what i disliked about scrapbooking is that it was a huge consumer driven model of making. buy. buy. buy. the more one got involved the more one could buy. there were folks who turned entire rooms into making spaces for this expression. the volume of made in china supplies were stored in custom designed closets. or in plastic bins with cute matchy matchy tags. I found this all rather horrifying. upsetting actually. I didn’t realize then that those who knit, or batik, or quilt or whatever craft they got themselves into were equally devoted to having all the stuff. so much stuff. so many tools. so much purchasing. a hoarding of sorts.
i also disliked how conforming the making could be. perhaps it was by design to have all who participate be successful at it. i sortof get that. it’s just that everyone’s scrapbook essentially looked the same. cookie cutter.
perhaps you get by now that i am the least conforming person on the planet. my personal mission back then was to spend as little money as possible. and to have my pages look different then others. Scrapbooking was my beginnings in learning to crop photography. I got very good at it. AND my pages did look quite unique.
you then get into the very very fine lines of making that is craft. vs making that is art.
THAT was the rabbit hole I found myself in over the weekend. the crafters.
in my drawer i had three bottles of alcohol inks. someone gave them to me. she said, you will love these. back then there wasn’t the google monster to get lost in with tutorials. (speaking of — those crafter people all have fancy ways of videotaping themselves making. when did that happen??? Its like being on a different planet ) after watching a few – the very very last thing i want to do is master this medium. who knew. or many other from the craft store buy me now supply.
I could actually expound on this topic a lot further.
but i won’t.
my point is i took a break from how i normally do weekend to do some research.
i did find quite a bit of helpful or idea inspiration.
i just have to find my own way with those now.
Something also occurred to me.
like knocked me over the head actually.
this blog has always been image sharing from yesterdays images.
it’s hard to explain.
right now it’s the month of june.
i normally would search images from june of 2018 for here. ( a year gone by )
and share imagery from june 2017 for flickr.
I’d use those images to tell stories.
either stories of current thoughts
or stories prompted by those images.
i stopped doing that in 2019.
I have gone done memory lane image wise occasionally
but not by process for most posts.
i hope you get what i mean.
ALL that said
posting in real time
parallel to my day to day struggles
has left me with a feeling of vulnerability.
a very very different exposure
I have been trying to understand how raw it’s felt lately to be here.
it’s because of the way I am sharing.
is this a good idea or not??
I am not sure.
I think the experiment is worth continuing
i just wondered what you feel you’ve been part of lately.
is the tone different for you too??
( the bathroom has a pocket door. it and above my bed are the only blank wall or such space in my city studio. i try and capture with as little things of my life distraction as possible but when you live so small. under 300 square feet – it’s hard to do that. i had not thought to use this door as a space for a backround until now. i will have to see when the light actually gets over there. )