I had a long writing career at an ad agency, and toward the end, a lot of us, who were over 45 especially, got dumped. I don't talk about this often, and I know it happens all the time, but it is what it is: kinda crummy. Pretty much the next day, I got myself up, dusted myself off, and started all over again, never looking back.
So what did I find that brought all those memories back? Well the truth is, I have wonderful memories of working there--it was a fantastic 15 years of my life. I just didn't like how they ended it, and what I found in that box was a stack of company cards. Our agency, in those last few years of decline, was notoriously reinventing itself and trying to position a cutting-edge image, and they had created a little deck of cards with all of their positioning statements. The employees each received these cards, and we were to commit to memory all the things our agency stood for and would do for our clients.
I didn't know why I still had these stupid cards! So, I sat at my craft table, and I cut them up. Now that's the cutting edge thing I should have done six years ago, but I was doing it now, and it really felt good! Instead of throwing all these card scraps away, or starting a bonfire, I made a collage in my art journal. The truth is, I dearly loved my company and all my friends there, and I wanted a memorial page, now that I had enjoyed shredding these things! I told one of my former co-workers about it, and she loved this idea!
I came back to this page a few times, and just kept layering on other things, like clothes tags, paint chips, stamps and gelatos, until I was finished with it. I like it. Unless you knew what the original cards said, you would probably not be able to decipher what is what.
But every time I look at it, I know what it all means. And I feel like laughing.
That's what art journaling is all about.
Eat, Write, Dream, Stitch, and paint up your past.