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2015: Creative Resolutions

Hello!  In brief, we can chalk up my absence to pneumonia.  I won’t go into detail because those weeks are lost.  But I have three things that made the whole experience slightly more bearable.  Aside from a variety of western and non-traditional medicines, I found some comfort in: Bronchial tea, herb throat drops with an effervescent center, and the best travel pillow ever (even though I stayed within my own four walls).

Now that I am feeling more like myself, it’s all things 2015.  Here’s my daily journal to start off the year:

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This year I want to make something each day.  By hand.  I’m trying to create more than I consume.  I want to make intelligent mistakes (craft-wise)—the kind that I can articulate to you so you can avoid them.  I want to create with abandon.  I purchased a year-long goal calendar from Elise Cripe.  If I make something, or make progress on something, the circle gets filled.  Perfection won’t happen here, as I am a realist, and I know that one good flu bug could wreck this house for weeks.  Or a crazy day pops up.  Or a friend is visiting from afar.  But my little mantra for 2015 is: create daily.

All this creating feels great, and freeing…maybe a little too unstructured. So I’m adding in a small caveat:  prizes.  In addition to creating with abandon, once weekly, I’ll craft a prize.

What: A Prize Year is a year-long project where I am creating a prize ribbon once a week.  At the close of 2015, I’ll ideally have 52+ prize ribbons, and more importantly, have experienced the creative ebbs and flows of a year-long endeavor (simple, though it may be).

When: weekly, in 2015.  Weekly feels do-able.  I will reward myself for completing each prize with a notation on my calendar.  I bought a very simple kraft paper calendar, and I hand-carved a tiny prize-shaped rubber stamp.

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Why a year-long project?

This is a creative exercise for me.  The weekly format and prize form provide a structure, but beyond that I will try to not limit myself in regard to materials.  I could, of course, assemble 50 prizes now, and dole them out over the year.  But I’m really interested in the process.  I’m curious to see how the project evolves, and changes.  I’m uncomfortable with the idea of a year-long commitment, creatively, and that is precisely why I’m pursuing it.

Why prize-ribbons?

Except for that perfect attendance award I “won” in high school, I‘ve never actually won a prize.  But I love the shapes, textures, varieties of prize ribbons.  Historically, they were personally ornamental.  Then militaristic, designated for royalty, and symbolized valour.  I want to delve into the history and craft of ribbonery.  I want to acquire some old equestrian ribbons, and dip them into Plasticine.  I want to make ribbons out of paper, and felt, and fabric.  In a variety of shapes and sizes.  I like that prize ribbons can be serious (think Nobel Peace Prize), or irreverent (You finished a spool of floss—way to go!)

Who: Me, the one-woman hand-making, prize-loving crafter.  And YOU, if you’d like!  (if you use Instagram, tag your photo to #aprizeyear, or send me a link; I’d love to see your prize creation).

So, that’s my windy road map for 2015.  Care to join me?

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Journal-Keeping: 612 Days (and counting) on Record

My Grandpa Ray kept a calendar journal.  He used the annual free wall calendars from Hoffman’s Hardware store.  Each day, he’d jot in the weather, and maybe a note.  For instance: “Cloudy. Cort called.”  Or “Rain-1 in. Morgann here.”  He might state a doctor appointment or if he filled the gas tank, but always the weather.  I love these calendars, and I wish I had them (or just one of them!) to browse through. I really admire his consistency, and his simplicity.

On January 1st of 2013, I decided to start a daily journal.  Just a few lines each day recording minor happenings, and things the boys said.  It was all in an attempt to remember our days, and allow for better documentation and storytelling for our family book (which is my version of Project Life™ that includes stories + photographs).  I wasn’t sure if I would stay on track with the journal.  I have always kept small books for jotting down ideas, and lists, and memories, but I had never had success maintaining a daily journal.

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At the end of February, I’d filled the first journal, and moved into Book Two…which lasted through mid-May, and so on.  I kept the journal on my night table.  By adding the day’s happenings each night, I got into a great habit, and it was so satisfying to have one full journal.  It made me wish I’d started the practice years ago.

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I use journals that had been lying around empty.  My handwriting in these books is downright messy compared to a thank you note or even my grocery lists.  I just wanted to capture the essence of the day, with my filter, mark our course as a family.  Sometimes, I forget a few days.  I take the journal to the dinner table, and we all four chime in and recollect those events.

It turns out that I’m particular about the size.  I think this has to do with the content I’m writing down.  I want to fill a page or two.  And 4X6 inch books are near-perfect.  I happily use lined, unlined, gridded mid-weight paper.  But I always customize the covers.

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I am feverishly repurposing some journals that I have had for a while.  I deconstruct the hardcover, split the too-thick book into thirds, and re-bind in soft cover.  (This process is a whole other story that I’m happy to share).  I don’t need for these journals to last forever because it seems that the very act of writing it down helps me remember things more clearly.

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The journals have become excellent argument enders.  For example, when did we see that Stephen King opera? (Saturday, September 28th).  Who’s turn is it to host a holiday? (Up for grabs).  We also charted our progress through Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events.  After starts and stops through Book 1, we pulled out Book 2 on Monday, October 14th and read almost nightly through Book 13 on Sunday, February 23rd.  Whew.

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There are days that only have lists of watercolor paint names, or Oscar nominated films we should watch, or notations about the weather (still no rain; we are in a drought!), or what I cooked.  There are lists of what we’re reading, if we see family or friends, and whether the Giants won.  There are days that don’t get recorded, and that’s okay.  To me, it means we’re living.

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Every once in a while, I interview my boys, time-capsuling their favorites; the simple things that they are enjoying right now.  And sometimes my own favorites.  This may seem vain, but here’s the thing.  I would love to have a record of this daily-ness from my mom or my Grandmother.  I’d love to know her go-to nail polish color or how often she met up with her friends.  I’d love to know her small triumphs (forced amaryllis is blooming!) and her challenges (car battery died…again).  Even though I don’t go into much depth, I think you can tell what’s constantly on my mind: my family of four, and the orbit we’re on.  Daily.  And simple.

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