I’ bad with diaries. I have a fear someone will one day find it, read it and completely misunderstand it. Words are so easily twisted. Even short direct sentences. But pictures, ah pictures do nothing but confuse and amuse.
One day, some day. when someone (hopefully my kids) find my visual diaries, I hope they say “Gawd my mom is fucking awesome” I hope they read into the entries exactly what they want to. Because only I will ever know why I doodled what I did. Its not so much a diary as it is a compilation of doodles.
Its a thick book and will take me quite a while to fill. I hope to have many. Some day. I will be posting/sharing some of the entries periodically. Not that they will make much sense, but I hope someone finds my doodles pretty.
Below are a few random things from my book.