Salvor-Hardon
A kiss is still a kiss
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When I closed my digital moleskine, I had the intent to revamp it, to add photos, audios, even movies, to give make the act of keep a journal more than just the words. I like words but sometimes my limited vocabulary can't quite grasp the ideas and concepts that rattle around in my brain. A picture can be worth a thousand words, but there are thoughts and feeling that words fail to express, and only images can convey.
To start with, I wanted to give an idea of the journal as it would be in meat space.
I am an unrepentant journal hoarder. When I am sad or down, I buy a new one, even if there is plenty of space in the several previous ones. When I feel good and want to reward myself, I buy a new one. Its not to the level of pathology (I hope not anyway. I still pay bills first, and its been several months since I've bought one.) but it is a decidedly odd quirk. The ones shown here run the gamut, plain blank paper, lined gilded edges, and some truly amazing paper that I can't properly describe other than I had to buy a new fountain pen to go with it because ball point just felt too common for such incredible paper (its the one with the cat's eye gem stone on the cover).
Not every post will have pictures, but I do want to stretch and push my creativity. Some posts will be photo manipulations, or even just a shot without words at all. I want this new incarnation to be a slightly more representation of what its like inside my head. Not a complete glimpse mind you, because inside my head is a pretty scary place.
So pick a journal that appeals to you, and imagine opening it to reveal.... a life.
To start with, I wanted to give an idea of the journal as it would be in meat space.
Not every post will have pictures, but I do want to stretch and push my creativity. Some posts will be photo manipulations, or even just a shot without words at all. I want this new incarnation to be a slightly more representation of what its like inside my head. Not a complete glimpse mind you, because inside my head is a pretty scary place.
So pick a journal that appeals to you, and imagine opening it to reveal.... a life.