...there were scrapbooks. I started collecting cuttings when I was 16, for art references and articles of interest and I kept it up for about 20 years. So this is my pile of 38 scrapbooks, filled with newspaper and magazine clippings, postcards, flyers and all manner of ephemera wot-nots.
In the same way that I now have specific Pinterest boards, I tended to keep different albums for different subjects. Textiles was a favourite even back then.
Landscapes and atmosphere -
I often found poems in old newspapers and put appropriate ones on themed pages. The spread below, of various tapestry and decorative textiles, includes this lovely writing by Vita Sackville-West,
'Full Moon'
She was wearing the coral taffeta trousers
Someone had brought her from Ispahan,
And the little gold coat with pomegranate blossoms,
And the coral-hafted feather fan;
But she ran down a Kentish lane in the moonlight,
And skipped in the pool of the moon as she ran.
She cared not a rap for all the big planets,
For Betelgeuse or Aldebaran,
And all the big planets cared nothing for her,
That small impertinent charlatan;
But she climbed on a Kentish stile in the moonlight,
And laughed at the sky through the sticks of her fan.
Other books are just full of slightly odd, curious, often ugly and sometimes downright macabre images.
There are several life style 'aspiration' books, put together by a dirt poor teenager with nothing but dreams, some old magazines, scissors and glue.
And hundreds of references for colour, style, ideas and potential reference for the glowing art career I was (naturally) going to have.
I'm going to keep them out now that I've discovered them again. There is something satisfying about these old and battered albums; it's like looking into my own head from a few decades ago, when I dreamed big and didn't worry every day about the future. Some pages are like messages in bottles, from the me-then to the me-now. As if I somehow sensed something.
Don't Ask
Tell me love, what are you thinking of?
I was thinking how there are certain times of the nightwhen the dead wipe the frost from their souls and weep.
Of nothing simpler?
Of a courtyard I once visited and of a woman standing beside a statue covered in snow.
Of no-one? No-one else?
She was so beautiful. Had she been made of nettles I'd have wanted her.
Why think of her now, at this moment?
Because I am still missing the ashes of the dead and of dead obsessions
Why answer me like this?
Because I am bankrupt of small comforts, of small deceits.Because we two are new, and without history, And treasonous memory sleeps in so many beds.
BRIAN PATTEN
Between June and December 2011, I spent a lot of time looking into our family history. I wanted to give my mother, sisters, husband, and sons scrapbooks with information about their ancestors. These first pages are taken from the scrapbook I made for my children. Gen. William Heath is their uncle, seven generations back. Also, Silas Phelps (1720-1816, 6 gg); Eliphalet Phelps (1743-?, 5gg, Captain Forward's company); Eleazer Heath (1756-1850, 5gg, "Continental Line"), and Joseph Heath (1758-1836, 5 gg) fought in the various state militias in the Revolutionary War.
And the information on Martin and Dwight are from my husband's ancestors. Martin was his 5th great grandfather and Brig. Gen. Dwight his 6th great grandfather.
Thank you, ancestors, for all your efforts on behalf of your descendants.
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Am on hold again with my latest book (long, sad story. Waiting on publisher) -
-so I am using this brief reprieve to catch up on any number of long-delayed projects, such as assembling my 'treasure'/scrapbooks of awesome imagery. I have a number of these; differently themed, full of photos, postcards, images, quotes, sketches, etc... - that are used for inspiration and jump-starting creativity when needed.
Quote on the page in front of me: "It's the questions we ask, the journey we take to get where we're going that's more important than the actual answer. It's good to have mysteries. It reminds us that there's more to the world than just making do and having a big of fun." Charles de Lint
How do you organize your sources of inspiration...?
Dewey: 973.7092
The Lincolns: A Scrapbook Look at Abraham and Mary by Candace Fleming, Schwartz & Wade, 2008
Candace Fleming has a gift for finding those stories in history that would be lost to children if she did not tell them.
A Big Cheese for the White House: The True Tale of a Tremendous Cheddar and Boxes for Katje are two of my favorite Fleming books.
Here, Fleming focuses on the Lincoln's personal life, telling the story in a scrapbook format.
My own family has a scrapbook that was kept by my great-grandmother while living on the Wyoming frontier in the late 19th century. The look of this book bears a strong resemblance to that family heirloom with clippings from magazines and newspapers papers that give a feel for the time. The book design and even the typeface, Old Times American, brings the 1800's to life.
Fleming has included material from letters and archives that paint a picture of Lincoln family life. Her notes and picture credits at the end of the book testify to her research. Period photographs, cartoons, and illustrations carry the reader through their story, from start to finish but also invite browsing for an odd fact or two.
My original plan to skim through the book was, thankfully, defeated by Fleming's clear and engaging writing which sent me scurrying back to the beginning to read the whole thing.
The outlines of Abraham and Mary Todd Lincoln's lives are generally known. "The rest of the story" that is presented here makes for fascinating reading.
I did NOT know:
- that Abe's relationship with his father was so poor that he did not attend his father's funeral
- that he devised and patented a devise to lift boats over sandbars and shallows but never developed or tested the idea commercially
- that his law practice, before entering politics, was highly successful and very profitable (makes sense but the image of Henry Fonda in Young Mr. Lincoln, riding that mule is strong)
- that he returned all campaign donations, except for $.75, to his political supporters, thanking them and explaining that he had not need the extra money.
Oh, if ONLY that were true today, a model for us all!
Personally, I have always believed that Mary Lincoln's image and memory were misunderstood and abused by her contemporaries and by history. The reader will feel deep empathy for this woman who lost her children to typhoid and pleurisy and saw her husband murdered, before her eyes.
- The image of her recipe for white cake, "from the kitchen of Mrs. Lincoln and pages from Godey Lady's Book give the reader an feel for what her daily life was like.
- Fleming presents the reader with the Lincoln's wedding certificate and, later, the headlines about the trial that resulted in her commitment to an insane asylum by her son, Robert.
- There is no doubt Mary Lincoln was unconventional and difficult. I cheered though, at the story of her emerging from her deep grief following the assassination, to thwart the self aggrandizing plans of the Springfield community leaders who were ignoring her and the President's wishes for his final resting place.
- Mary's desperation to escape her incarceration in the asylum drove her to cannily contact a leading woman lawyer who took up her cause and helped free her.
Fleming has documented her sources and includes a note about her research. That part of the book is worth sharing with students who are embarking on their own research papers. This is a moving and engaging look into our sixteenth president's family life which is pitched perfectly for middle grade and older readers.
I recommend using this as a nonfiction class read-aloud. Educators who are worried about standardized tests need to model nonfiction reading for students.
Candace Fleming, what an outstanding achievement!
Strongest Memories from My Wedding Day
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I was perusing the Stories in Hand Sparks from Jessica Sprague’s Online Class I took last month. With just eight days left until my first anniversary, I felt the need to do one from the dating and marriage sub-category. I selected the following spark, “List [...]
Ali Edwards wrote the following today in her Words + Photos Post (Day Three):
What if you encouraged your kids (by example and through encouragement) to be the kind of people who grow up telling their own stories?
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I gathered all four of the students who completed 31 Slices of Life during March for a luncheon today. School food for main courses and some Entemann’s for dessert.
They informed me about the way they’d like their Slices to be preserved. Two selected a digital scrapbook and two asked me to do it [...]
Pinterest may make the process easier, but there's something lovely lost in the process. These scrapbooks are so beautiful. They're like a collaged self-portrait made with paper and scissors and glue. Thank you for sharing.
I think this makes you an Anthologist of Imagery. Perhaps, like the comeback of sketch books and handwriting (which we never gave up anyway) real scrapbooking will be rediscovered. Treasures and keepers.
Thank you for this! These are beautiful and fascinating.
They're wonderful, you ought to think about publishing them. Love the first poem.
After seeing this I've just asked Santa for two scrapbooks for all the still-life and landscape photo/ideas I've cut out of magazines over the years! Santa is delighted that there is now one entry on the list!!
This is always going to be a tough time of year for you, and treasonous memory is full of what-might-have-beens, but you ARE building a new history, even with your new log shed and garden projects. Time doesn't remove memories, but builds on top of them. Take care of yourself, Gretel. There are many people thinking of you.
What treasures to have rediscovered, and memories too. I love them 😊
You remind me of my friend Ellouise, who made collages of images and fabrics. Your scrapbooks are fascinating. Love the poem too, I want to copy that and send it to her.
Dear Gretel, this is a real treasure! And, yes, I guess it's a "rendez-vous" with your youth and am sure that all those images and ideas , carefully cut and glued, have their special place in your forming as an artist!
We don't have that scrapbooking habit here, but I've been thinking lately that it's the only way to gather together and keep my memories from Kenya!
Hugs!xxz
I used to make mood boards or even whole books like this.
Seasons greetings to you, with so much love for a happy New Year to you.xxx
Wow... what a treasure to have Gretel... I love the feel and textures of paper and stuff... I wonder where some of the stuff I made as a kid disappeared to? ... Probably somebody tossed it in the dump... the tip over there.
I just finished up our final renovation in this house, so I can get my hobby room in order and get back to having some fun. Haven't had much for the past 9 months believe me. ... ...yep... we have now renovated every single thing in here so there is nothing left to do. Greg will have to start outside if he wants to build something...and, I know just where he can begin in the spring...the garden shed. It is in need of a facelift.
Wanted to stop by to say hello and wish you and Joe a very Merry Christmas and healthy and happy New Year.
hugs, V>