As a person with no memory, I’m always obsessed with documenting my trips. I come home, and I blog about them doggedly. I work with the thousands of photos….this time out of focus photos. Photoshop is not my friend after a long trip and many thousands of images. Sometimes I spend eight or more muscle tight hours a day at my computer creating pages of words and images.
Then I make albums. The blog and the albums become my memories.
The albums differ from the blogs in that they are pages of pictures artistically arranged, graphically successful real photos combined with prints from my Canon printer all interspersed with some description on Photoshopped backgrounds. I’ve gotten really good at this.
Does anyone look at the albums? No. Once they are artistically complete and the books are bound, they go on a shelf and wait for the next generation to glance at them.
I’m not going to make that giant effort to follow up anymore. I had a ball on the trip, I have the finished travel blog, and I have only so much time left. I held together on this trip really well, but I am aware that my body is wearing out. Statistically, even with a new hip, I have maybe 15 more years left.
Remember when you were fifteen and thought you would live forever?
I don’t want to cut into that time making a photo album that no one will look at again, yet I still want to create a physical record of the journey. I thought that I’d buy a few 8x10’s of the good photos from my photohost and combine these with a printed copy of the blog straight off my blog site.
It’s a gorgeous day outside today, so I’ll not hang around here at the computer. The weather report shows rain moving down the coast. Perhaps later this week when the world outside is chill and wet, I’ll attempt a new way of saving my travels.