My first books were manufactured sketchbooks. Jenny, my wife, did not start making my journals until 1992. The early writing disappoints me. In hindsight I don’t like the poems I wrote and my prose seems very self-conscious as if I knew someone might read it. It wasn’t until the late 1980s that I realized that my dreams were accessible to me and a much more interesting way to log and explore life. The first drawings are of houses, often sketched from Polaroids or pinhole camera photographs I was making at the time. I rarely work from photographs now, prefering direct observation.

This entry was posted on Monday, December 17th, 2007 at 12:08 pm and is filed under Journal Keeping.