Wreck This Journal has finally come to an end and I have saved this last wreck as the finale.
At the beginning, when I read that I was to take the journal in the shower with me, I cringed at the thought of soaking the rather new journal wet. After the burning, the throwing, the hanging outside and the deliberate stomping on it, dumping it in water wasn't hard at ll. Now I looked back and wondered why I had made a big fuss of cracking the spine of a new journal! :)
I wouldn't say WTJ has given me a life altering experience. But I liked how it loosened me up and brought a belly laugh out of me every time. It reminded me that I needed to do something fun other then writing to nurture the creative spirit. And along the wrecking road, I had met some wonderful fellow creatives and hopefully we'll maintain our contacts. Through the realization of the need for fun plus connecting with new creatives, like Kim, I learn about Zentangle. I've ordered the kit and am looking forward to expand my creativity to include some zen drawings.
It was also interesting to note that during the WTJ, I had entered into one of those important reflective stages as a creative being. I had dived deep into the creative abyss and had come back with renewed insight and faith in myself. Did WTJ have a part of it? It might or it might not. But I'm a big believer of synchronicity and always on the look out of creative signs. So I'd say there are connections between the wrecking act and the digging deep. I'd like to think of them working on the subterranean level of the creative mind.
There you go, my last post on WTJ and may I say this to all fellow wreckers:
Thank you for you company and it's been a great pleasure to see all your fantastic wreck works!
You're all wreck stars! Keep shining! Keep laughing!
