More Junk

Here are some more pages of my junk journal, including this sensational collage featuring a photo of my aunt, Lindsay:

For some reason, her own aunt sent her a framed picture of herself some time ago. A beautiful present. A picture of yourself. Everyone wants this. But recently, Lindsay decided to put various framed images up on her walls, and so re-used the old frame and gave me the photo of her standing on the rocks. I knew what I had to do with this image. That's prime junk.

I think my favourite aspect of it is that the picture itself is quite low-quality. There are not that many pixels in there. Perfect.

Other pages have been largely filled up with packaging from various treats I've been having - my important Christmas chocolate orange (which was, in fact, mint flavoured), and selected teas, fruits, yoghurts, etc. I quite like incorporating this sort of waste scrap into collages - it becomes a sort of weird diary of supermarket foods, not the kind of thing I'd usually document, but obviously quite a large part of life. Something about looking back on those things is quite satisfying.

I've been using this journal as a regular notebook before collaging over all those initial notes, and so I also started incorporating the notes into the altered pages. It's a nice way to essentially use the same notebook twice, and I like the way it adds to the thoughtless messiness of the thing.

It's as if my thoughts give way to a scrambled, textured set of memories, which is a pretty fun representation of how thoughts really travel and recede. My thoughts are now - as they should be - on my next teabag.