smashbooking
Once upon a time there were boxes and boxes of specialty paper, certified stickers, scissors for every design, adhesives squares by the thousands, pictures from every angle of every occasion, and lastly...
Scrapbooks.
Beautiful scrapbooks. Books that elegantly displayed the captured moments of history. There were books of every topic and occasion: siblings, friends, hobbies, holidays, and beautiful snowfalls, to name a few.
However, unlike in most libraries, these books were not on display. They were hidden away in a plastic storage container, on a shelf, and in a basement.
"Why?" you might ask.
I don't know. I never figured that part out.
Maybe it was because most of the pictures did not really bring the author joy (did they need ten pictures of a snowfall?). Maybe it was because making the books took more energy than what was gained from looking at them. Or maybe it simply felt weird to the author to have an entire book of themselves riding a horse on the coffee table. Then again, perhaps it was because they found scrapbooking to be difficult, expensive, and were weighed down by the rules of laying things flat, getting everything straight, using only high quality prints, and making sure all the papers and stickers were 'photo safe.' Even still, it could have been because they never really made the art their own, and were just doing it because their mother did.
Regardless of the reason, the result was the same. Beautiful books and memories locked away in a box of other books and scrapbooking supplies.
Then one day, what many would consider to be the unthinkable, happened: the books were destroyed! Not by some horrid act of nature or dreadful act of evil. Rather, an act of the author.
Each book had the most important and joy-bringing pictures removed. The rest was gone.
The few pictures that remained were once again put in a book. But not a large book. An averaged sized book with generic paper. Some pictures were taped in with proper adhesive squares, others taped or glued. Very few pages lay flat as this book contained more than pictures. Momentos, stickers, tickets, and souvenirs were placed alongside the photos.
These books were called Smashbooks (produced by K&Company) and the author very much enjoyed them.
To this day, there is a very small library of Smashbooks that sit proudly in plain sight, on the shelf, in the living room, for all to see and read.
The End.
Scrapbooks.
Beautiful scrapbooks. Books that elegantly displayed the captured moments of history. There were books of every topic and occasion: siblings, friends, hobbies, holidays, and beautiful snowfalls, to name a few.
However, unlike in most libraries, these books were not on display. They were hidden away in a plastic storage container, on a shelf, and in a basement.
"Why?" you might ask.
I don't know. I never figured that part out.
Maybe it was because most of the pictures did not really bring the author joy (did they need ten pictures of a snowfall?). Maybe it was because making the books took more energy than what was gained from looking at them. Or maybe it simply felt weird to the author to have an entire book of themselves riding a horse on the coffee table. Then again, perhaps it was because they found scrapbooking to be difficult, expensive, and were weighed down by the rules of laying things flat, getting everything straight, using only high quality prints, and making sure all the papers and stickers were 'photo safe.' Even still, it could have been because they never really made the art their own, and were just doing it because their mother did.
Regardless of the reason, the result was the same. Beautiful books and memories locked away in a box of other books and scrapbooking supplies.
Then one day, what many would consider to be the unthinkable, happened: the books were destroyed! Not by some horrid act of nature or dreadful act of evil. Rather, an act of the author.
Each book had the most important and joy-bringing pictures removed. The rest was gone.
The few pictures that remained were once again put in a book. But not a large book. An averaged sized book with generic paper. Some pictures were taped in with proper adhesive squares, others taped or glued. Very few pages lay flat as this book contained more than pictures. Momentos, stickers, tickets, and souvenirs were placed alongside the photos.
These books were called Smashbooks (produced by K&Company) and the author very much enjoyed them.
To this day, there is a very small library of Smashbooks that sit proudly in plain sight, on the shelf, in the living room, for all to see and read.
The End.
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