OCD Journals

This work is a recent incarnation of my obsession with documentation and self-reflection. Having journaled compulsively since sixteen, I was thrown when I inadvertently left my journal at a long-distance lover’s house. They asked me if they could read it, and since honesty has always been a policy of mine, I complied. Needless to say, both of us regretted this decision. It was during the time that they were in possession of my journal that I began to make these drawings.

Through the process of layering and obscuring text, I was able to begin to regain control over the construction of my narrative. It was a way to get over the perversion of my privacy I felt. This practice continued and allowed me to grow less attached to the permanence of my words, my history and my memories and to begin to create something new.