Scrapbooks
I used to keep scrapbooks. They live in the attic these days. I haven’t kept any sort of scrap book for at least 10 years and to be honest, I don’t know why. It used to be one of my favourite things, keeping a book of found graphics that I enjoyed in the moment, some of which might be inspirational for future reference; others that are just there for the sake of it. I have a small collection of sketchbooks that act as markers of a particular time and a particular stage of my interests.
It feels like a really good time to start my scrapbook practice again. I still find things I like and love almost every day. The physical act of sticking something into a book is still something we should savour. It’s much more meaningful than clicking a ‘like’ on whatever web site.
My first foray back into keeping scrapbooks is this sticker. It makes me laugh. One day, not so long ago, I got a message from Timmy Mallet, yes, really, Timmy Mallet. He was on a personal journey (check him out on Instagram for more information) and needed the services of Campbell Bike Workshop. He stuck this sticker to the back of my phone case but I wanted to keep it for posterity. I like that in the month I’ve had it, it has become suitably distressed and it seems right that it is on page 1 of my new scrapbook. For the laugh.
Sometimes it is great not to rely on digital and to go analogue. Brilliant!