This week, taking a few minutes away from decluttering, I had a chance to revisit the 1000 Journals Project.
It was kind of important. And, as someone who participated in it – receiving that blank-journal-in-progress at an extraordinary moment in history – I feel SO fortunate to have been part of the project.
Here are my pages. That’s a torn-paper collage on the left, and my handwritten journal notes on the right.
It was a turning point, of course, but now I’m thinking the creative community needs more projects like this.
Not necessarily journals, but far more visible exchanges of real art, just for the fun of it. Because: nothing is quite so real as actual, original art in your own hands.