Creativity is not so much about the stuff inasmuch as it is on how you use the stuff in front of you. As a collector of old books, the one thing that strikes me the most about some of the pieces in my own personal collection is, how precious paper was. I have books that have dress patterns glued right on top of old bank records and snippets of recipes lovingly cataloged in an old Sears catalog from the 1930’s. I always wondered about the folks that saved these scraps here and there and what it was they were thinking about that made them just have to save them; what dreams they had, what very special tidbits they carried around with them adhered to paper that was in such short supply that it was recycled over and over….one important memory over another. I happened upon a wonderful journal that reminded me about the fact that it is, as it always has been, what’s in it that matters most.
