Above: another page spread from my "Ephemera" journal of February 2000.
I took a moment to review this journal for its nostalgia while scanning the spread I showed you yesterday. Before leaving this journal I thought I would share the above spread. These two weeks in February 2000 I was a bit annoying, to say the least. I gathered ephemera everywhere. Here I ventured into Dick's study, which always has the appearance of mess, but from which he can find the smallest thing immediately (go figure.)
Since the room contained his ephemera I couldn't just walk away with anything I wanted, but I did manage to get him to part with a couple labels. And I took photos on out-dated Polaroid film (which I found in the basement fridge—more ephemera of a sort.
The entire spread is covered with a sheet of Bugra, as described yesterday.
Because of the variety of subject matter and technique in this journal it is one I always take with me when I'm teaching. (It saves me taking 20 journals, each with perhaps only one collage.) Children especially get a kick out of the title.
On this spread I also wrote down the conversation Dick and I had as I scavenged. It reminds me of how snotty I am, and how patient Dick can be.
Go on an archaeological adventure in your home or studio and see what turns up.