I’ve been working on a new use for my (sad) journals. They feel too special to throw out but I don’t want them sitting on my shelf. I found a way to spin them into yarn(ish) material, and I’m reading through and slowly making them into something new. It’s so relaxing and cathartic to cut them into strips and turn them into a material to make something beautiful, it feels like it gives the object purpose and direction, making lemonaid. A lot of my work has to do with the process, and the thinking that happens during that time. It’s very cleansing to destroy the records.
If anyone has any sad objects (of any material or content) I would love to give them a new home. They may be deconstructed, but will be treated with honour
Katrina Craig 