I have four notebooks I takes notes in and doodle in. I sometimes wish I could just have one notebook for the notes and doodling but that has never happened. Some lives require more than one notebook.
The top one I take with me everywhere. It is known as the "small jotter", it can fit in a pocket or an evening bag. I don't really have an evening bag but if I did the small jotter would be in there. I am a firm believer that a writer type should never leave the house with out the tools of the trade. In the past, brilliant ideas have come to me and I have not been able to jot them down. I cannot actually testify to their brilliance but I would be able to if the small jotter had been present.
This was the coloring that happened in said jotter this week.
It was a week of many long meetings. The above list hails from a meeting of the Artistic Development Committee at a theater I am a part of. I have to get in touch with these people about various things. As per usual, I committed myself to call and contact five people and start a whole new program. I think I have to both write a mission statement for something and devise some sort of system of talking about art with a very nice chap, named Russell. I would much rather just get a cup of joe with Russell. And for the record, the words "mission statement" fill me with dread and make me want to take to my bed. I am uncertain what those dates are for in March. This should trouble me but it doesn't, perhaps because I colored them in.

The second notebook is my paper datebook. I do still have one. I have to look at a week in three dimensions. I sometimes use electronic calendars and often think about using some sort of electronic task completion system. I enjoy reading about those systems on productivity websites. There are many of them that seem to transform people's lives. I have yet to let one of them transform my own. I write and rewrite my list in this little fellow, lovingly known as my "date book." I am often screaming at my husband that I have lost it and more than once have accused him of hiding it from me.
I always color in this book. Sometimes, I draw a cartoon face to sum up my day. Usually, the face has a guilty look born of procrastination or not going to yoga or the gym. I have started adding a little blue sticker dot to days I go to the gym, walk, or do yoga. If you look closely, you will notice there is only one blue sticker dot for this week. I think I read something on a productivity site about crossing off X's on a paper calendar and not breaking the chain. I adapted the system and as you can see it is working like a charm.

The third notebook is known as my "everything" notebook. It is a Muji notebook and I hate it. I thought I loved it and bought two. The first one fell apart while I was working on a production of a play. I have important notes in it but now it's clipped together with a binder clip and I never look at the them. I have no idea why I thought it was a good idea to start using the second notebook.
This is the place I keep notes for projects, rough ideas for classes, notes on other people's work etc. It is not my diary. That is a whole other notebook that I forgot to include. I rarely use it anyway. I go through these "everything" notebooks very quickly. I really look forward to be done with this one. Also, don't be conned in to buying Muji pens. They dry up when you most need them. Muji really let me down 2012.
The above are notes from a meeting about a children's theater company in Ohio that is commissioning people to write plays. I am not really sure why I thought it would be a good idea for me to go to this meeting.

These were some doodles from Hettie's class on Monday. I colored them in today. I often draw bird people. Not sure why. I also often find myself making lists of events from my life in that class. I would like to make a story board of ideas, as Hettie suggested. The problem is, I am already story boarding something else. How many notebooks and storyboards can one person have?
The fourth notebook, with the swirls is where I plan my lectures and exercises for classes. I don't doodle in there. Yet. I couldn't tell you why. I love this notebook. I love most notebooks at the beginning.
All of this rambling about lists, coloring, notebooks and doodling made me think of this. I loved looking at artists to do lists in this exhibition and every since then it made me think that a notebook could also be an artifact. It also made me think about this class that Lynda Barry is teaching at the University of Wisconsin this semester, where a part of the class consists of coloring in pictures while you listen to lectures on the brain. Doodling helps you concentrate more. It is a fact.
One of my other secret past times is listening to public radio podcasts while doing needlepoints of cats. I always remember more when I am doing something with my hands.
Her notebooks have also always stuck with me.


Oh Cus. I love this. I love your notebooks. They remind me of notebooks I once kept, notebooks I once devoted myself to, I think I thought this brief would get me to return to notebooks, to create something colorful and satisfying. I love the Lynda Barry blog and I remember that Morgan exhibit. I once made someone take the Lynda Barry class and it helped her writing a lot. I think it was at the Open Center. Why didn't I take it?
ReplyDeleteI feel terrible about how long it took me to do this. This isn't about me.
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ReplyDeleteOf course it is not. Whenever I have had an intense "real' job" there has been almost no doodling. If Lynda Barry comes to town, or even Connecticut, we should take a class with her. Also, you're writing with a full time job and writing in top form. There really are only are so many hours in the day. There is no one way to navigate the creative life. I change my plan daily and am now trying to be comfortable not really having a plan. I actually hate plans and careers and wish we all could be Annete Messager and make our notebooks our art.