Visual Journals

Visual Journal Page 18: My Mom

When I look at this photograph I imagine a twenty-something-year-old wandering through an abandoned barn, enjoying a spontaneous afternoon outside. I visualize humid air weaving through the open doorways and cracks in the siding. I imagine a couple having a picnic,...

Visual Journal Page 17: POW! Right in the Kisser

Sometimes I wonder as Nick and I are walking through the grocery store, if people think we are crazy. We are a very goofy couple. We are constantly messing with each other, calling each other names, Nick fake hits me, I fake hit him, sometimes I wonder if people think...

Visual Journal Page 16: Fall

Fall is hands down my favorite season. I love the changing colors, the reds and yellow contrasting against the bright blue sky. The way the cool wind begins to seep into your skin and send a shiver down your spine. I love the transition from the long, sticky, sweaty,...

Visual Journal Page 15: We Are Scientists

It was my fall break, a whole week off from school, needless to say, I was loving my job at the moment. I decided to spend my break sitting on the sofa, watching TV, and being lazy in general. After surviving the first ten weeks of school I needed it.... Despite my...

Visual Journal Page 13: The Tie Dye Cry

This was a boiling point for me. The first few weeks of school were behind me, but the stress of the year had been piling up. It was my second year at my school, my second year as an art teacher, and the first year I felt I was fully on my own. My first year teaching...

Visual Journal Page 10: Take Me Out to the Ball Game

  Being born and raised in the south also means that I was born and raised with the Braves. Growing up I remember rooting for Chipper Jones, Javy Lopez, and Tom Glavine. I still remember walking into the Braves stadium for the first time, amazed by the gargantuan size...

Visual Journal Page 69: Basic Crafts

I finally reached the end. I reached the end of my journey, the end of my first visual journal. I worked cover to cover until every page was filled with my life. This journal, this book, reflects one year of my life. It is a snippet of who I am, my struggles, gains,...

Visual Journal Page 65: You Take Me the Way I Am

THE STORY I wanted to capture multiple moments of my wedding in my journal, which meant multiple pages. I wanted to keep my favorite picture page simple, which meant a lot things were left out. Because of that, this page had to follow. I loved our reception space, and...