Risa Mickenberg : Our lives are a flood of images and we are collectors who keep a strange assortment of images: moments of extreme emotion, pain, beauty, and fear stand out. Events we're taught to remember: weddings, graduations, births, deaths. Then there are the millions of images that we can't shake out of our heads, that come to us at strange times - things we can't remember why we remember: the gold threads in an old stereo speaker, the way the light hit a thousand cars in a parking lot by the water, the face of a stranger in a restaurant, a friend standing in a pool - you can't remember where, slapping the water with the flat of her hand. Memory is a sieve that holds curious things. A life is a trail of strange, colorful memories.
I've been thinking about what we remember today - I remember different things in different seasons. Funny. I've been scrapbooking for 12 years, and a mom for 18. I've had the opportunity to look back at my books lately and, they are different than what I do now. Not just different products, different styles, but different memories - different stories that are important for me to tell. The most essential truth - tell your story, the ones in your heart.