If you were scrapbooking a decade ago, you probably remember the many manufacturers and magazines that have since disappeared, along with local scrapbook stores and message boards. I disappeared from scrapbooking as well.
After a three year hiatus, I returned to scrapbooking and drastically reduced my supplies, simplified my style, and made it all manageable and fun again. Details on how I did it will be in my next post, but first I wanted to explain what scrapbooking was like several years ago and give you a sense of what led me (and probably others) to burn out.
I’ve also included this old school periodic table layout (get it? school? periodic table?) showing some of the popular things back then. Published in Creating Keepsakes, September 2006.
Here’s my story:
Scrapbook Studio 54
It was the height of the scrapbooking era. Scrapbooking was art, journaling was therapy, acid was out and freestyle was in.
Everything was sparkly and everyone was enthusiastic. I saw new scrappers emerge with stars in their eyelets, while old scrappers were altering their paint cans.
Mundane incidents were hailed as groundbreaking scrapbook topics. Candid photos contained perfectly posed and color-coordinated children. A two-minute event took a minimum of two days to scrapbook.
There were long lines of scrapbookers waiting to get published. Some were stamping and punching. Others shamelessly flashed their large, embellished layouts. A select few were invited into the coveted Hall of Fame, but I only got as far as the waiting room.
Then die-cut Traditionals began experimenting with ink, and the Digital clique was captured photoshopping in the darkroom. I got swept up in a stampede of Hybrids wielding brand-name layouts and chanting something about a Comic Sans boycott.
Gangs of design teams roamed scrapbooking message boards looking for new recruits. Paper pushers were on every corner.
Crops were everywhere.
Blinded by glitter and impaired by glue fumes, I stumbled through the maze of ribbons and cloud of chalk dust, dazed and confused.
Several months later, I woke up with a rub-on tattoo and no recollection of why I had 54 albums dedicated to my daughter’s first year.
That’s when I knew I needed help.
I spent three years in scrapbook rehab and gave up many of my worldly scrapbook possessions. I have since returned to scrapbooking with a new outlook and a smaller, simpler style. I also drink a lot of coffee.
I hope my story inspires you to get a little creative with your journaling. Or make a periodic table.
Updated to add close-up photos of the periodic table layout: