The paper calendar is still around, electronics have not erased it from our lives. At this time of year it is no longer new, it has a certain feel to it. Some items are highlighted, others have been crossed out. Then again some days have strips of cut-up labels covering older entries with new entries atop. Each day tells a story, sometimes more than one. The calendar might be messy or neat. Still there are fresh new pages to turn, new days to engage with, new moments to be had, and a new calendar to be purchased.
The paper calendar is a work of art, a journal of a kind, a noble beast to sit at our side. We feed it with our words, with the people we want to connect with, with appointments, and ideas we don’t want to forget.
Somehow I’ve never felt that way about a digital calendar as they seem so efficient, neat, rarely misplaced – ever present. It asks less of me, but also presents itself with a bit of arrogance. However, the paper calendar is an invitation to a new year, a new week, and a new day.
Invitations are something to play with, write stories about, and share our creative voices around.
Enjoy the stories and have a playful day.
– Mary
PS If a paper calendar was a:
- kind of weather, then it would be a sunny day.
- cloud then it would be cirrus – as in cirus-ly delightfuly to use.
- type of light, it would be a flashlight so that you could carry it with you and illuminate the day.
