Sure, i mail a lot of cards and letters and dossiers of ephemeral treats, poems and painting. Especially to folks who have inspired me or otherwise lent a hand, and to folks (know and unknown) who seem to need a little spark to help them along their journey.
As part of my semi-obsessive documentation for my memory and amusement, i assemble photos (likely) enthusiastic correspondents send of their received items, along with “still life” photos of postal-related items or post-in-process, and often just scenes of post offices/workers/boxes.
Often times these items are organized chronologically-ish somehow, or maybe to a theme, but some cases (including this instance), neither applies and what follows is simply a batch of odds and ends hanging out for another cycle into the world.
Generally an absence of annotations as the meanings either aren’t meaningful or rather self-evident (that said, maybe some annotations will appear). Carry on, bring your own stamp.
Snaps of scrapbooks in midst of assembly – both in creation of the actual scrapbook (which creates a lovely substate, as-it-were), the scraps readied to go within to make the scrapbooks into a scrapjournals,… plus kit(s) of tools on the ready, and the workspaces used to do both building and filling, are documented – for no distinct reason than enjoyment of the process.
Yesterday, I was feeling the blues hard but I got out a bunch of artifacts from recent wanders and a stack of scrapbooks I’ve been filling up over the last year and a half since the onset of my illness.
Did a lot of gluing in cutting and bindering. So much content i produce & collect!
It occurs to me that I could spend the rest of my life editing myself, but I have so many more stories to tell and contextualize.
Love the thrill of finishing another unexpected project which combines art, culture, tech, history, & renegades–especially the forgotten ones.