LOGS

2024 - present

The journals I’ve kept for fifty years have been useful to me precisely because no else reads them. The time has come to destroy them, but how to acknowledge their value and agree to their demise? As I read each volume, I cut the pages from the binding, sew them end-to-end, make a scroll and insert it into birch bark: logs returning to logs. What follows? Do I burn them? Leave them to rot? As the process unfolds, questions of public and private, entry and record, heartwood and tree ring—what log, what keeping a log means—arise.

Photographs by Emma Norman.

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