I decided to start a short blog series on why I make certain things. I could have started in chronological order of “makings”, but I decided to start with the one that comes directly from my soft spot, notebooks. I remember when I first started making these little guys
They weren’t as refined as they are now, they were more jagged, had rounded corners, and some even came lined! There were 2 sizes I aimed to fill: pocket and medium, or in other words, easily transportable for people on the go. My partner used to hate on these little boogers, claiming that “the money” was in my jewelry, not those under-priced journals…but it was always one ear out the other…I loved to make my notebooks.
I was made in the late 80s.
The generation that computers were being introduced. They were very square, large, their font was VERY computerfuturesque, and they were an instrumental tool in teaching me how to hunt on the Oregon Trail
(while everyone in my caravan died a horrible death…all I wanted to do was hunt). Basically, everything was still done by hand.
I am fairly certain I did not hand in a required typed paper till high school, as I would often choose to turn in a handwritten essay given the option. Now, I can’t say I would still like to turn in handwritten essays, because I type MUCH faster than I write (FACT: I still prefer to brainstorm on paper), but the point I’m trying to get at is my generation grew up between two worlds…with one world now making the other obsolete…and it is this realization that frightens, saddens, and makes me a little worried for the generations to come (among impending doom, global warming, lack of art/expression classes in schools, less school days, and all those other hot issues…)
Now, I’m not bashing on technology. I fully embrace and LOVE it. I just also love the connection of my hand holding a pen and writing on paper, and coincidentally place a tremendous amount of value in this physical connection. I mean let’s face it, if I am banging on the keyboard the screen or letters that I type do not express my excitement/anger/sadness/worry, Those things can only be conveyed through my content (
or emojis); whereas with handwriting, you can see and touch the impressions my rage left on the next 6 blank pages, you can see I was eating while I was doodling, and you will forever wonder if my coffee stain–in the shape of a hawaiian sunset–was intentional or the next divine gift from the heavens.
For me, writing lands high up on my list of values. I have a notebook on me at all times knowing that inspiration can hit anywhere, but also knowing that if I don’t have one with me, I’ll have way too many post-it notes, napkins, etc, with things to do, art ideas, writing topics, or books to look up. I rarely use my phone’s notebook app…and when I do, those things never get looked up…it’s a graveyard…and now I’m starting to ramble…
the reason why I make notebooks?
1- I am sharing what I value. I think there is something really special about physically writing down your thoughts, your issues, your dreams-goals-wishes-doodles-travel spots-and even favorite quotes. It goes some where in the head that seems to be more readily accessible then things you save somewhere on your computer…or at least for me.
2- I really, really enjoy making them. It all starts with a trip to my favorite paper store in North County San Diego: Ever After Scrapbooks. I carefully choose my papers (which are all made in the USA and then decide if the covers should be magically transformed into a mini set of notebooks or a single medium sized one. I count out the filler paper (also made in the USA) and fold it accordingly. I then cut all the papers down and prepare them for sewing. The whole process is so calming for me. Also, there can be so many stages that I will typically do a batch of notebooks over a week-week and a half, so I never pressure myself to power through it from end to end, like I do with some of my other projects.
3- There aren’t many handmade notebooks out there!! Or, at least not enough!
So that’s that. I hope you enjoyed this first round of “Why I Make…”
I thought it would be good to include this image I found from google when I typed in “writing” ENJOY
**DISCLAIMER–This could turn into an infinite series because I my head is pulled in many directions**