I like the idea of visual journaling but I have a hard time grasping what it's all about. It appears to be a place to bare ones soul. Not that anyone is really supposed to read it as journals are a private set of writing. Considering my life is not filled with angst and forebodings and that little time is spent pondering the evils of the world and injustice I really have little to write down. As a result in my current class, Journey of You, i have taken to Googling lines of poetry that pop into my mind from some deep residue of a school memories. it is most enjoyable. Except i do not remember the poem as it actually is. nevertheless the brilliance of these works is a delight to read.
On the second spread, on left side i tried just writing and found no pleasure in it. I do not really like these smug words. i really liked the focal image so on to the next spread
i feel this should be captioned if you want to tget ahead , get a hat