One of the reasons I decided to work on a travel
zine was to encourage me to put all the loose tickets and photos and
stuff I have from living in Paris and New York and various other
travels, as well as all the planning and making from
my wedding, into albums which I can get out and look at, instead of
keeping in a box indefinitely. I mean, just look at this.... not a
great souvenir of all the good times I had, just a box of random
gubbins, really. One of the things that holds me back
is my ridiculous perfectionism. I’ll be disappointed in myself if I
stick something in squint, or in the “wrong order”, whatever that may
be. I mean, seriously, just get on with it, right? I think the balance
has slowly tipped towards ‘get all this carp
out of my kitchen’ and ‘when has anything turned out the way it looked
in my brain?’ has kicked in. Good.
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