MEMORY BOOKS
Why you should start building up a collection of memories?
In a world where life moves at a breakneck pace, it’s easy to let cherished memories slip through the sands of time.
Pass on your legacy to your children and grandchildren. Start your collection of memories – handwritten notes, photos, sounds, objects. Convert them into a beautifully designed printed coffee table book.
memory books
Why you should start building up a collection of memories?
In a world where life moves at a breakneck pace, it’s easy to let cherished memories slip through the sands of time.
Pass on your legacy to your children and grandchildren. Start your collection of memories – handwritten notes, photos, sounds, objects. Convert them into a beautifully designed printed coffee table book.
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Why a memory book is important?
A memory book preserves the defining moments of our life. And a well-structured memory book helps us reflect on our personal stories with clarity and intention.
Sharing those stories generates the power of bringing together individuals and families. Rekindle and rebuild lost connections. A well thought out and designed memory book becomes a great repository of stories, traditions, milestones, photographs, handwritten notes, keepsakes … In your own words. In your voice.
Capture those moments in life
My first collection of memories of childhood are from the age of five. I was sitting in my grandmother’s lap. She showed me an album with pictures. The heavy album partly rested on my lap.
On the rugged cover of the album was the image of a camera. A large camera on a wooden tripod. A person was standing behind it, bent down, with a black shroud on top of him. His right hand covered the lens at the end of a bellows. He held a lens cap to capture and smother the light entering the film.
The large format album held black and white photographs in two sizes. The larger ones held together extended family members. The smaller photos, depending on the creativity of the photographer, was in portrait or landscape mode.
All photos were held at the corners by small triangular pockets. The pages were separated by a thin onion paper. Some of the photographs have started fading away.
I was more interested in my pictures as a baby held by my parents. Parents I have never seen before.
Memories that I lost forever
My grandparents have passed away. Recently, 60 years later from my first collection of memories, my parents too passed on. One year apart. All I have of them are a few photographs. The albums themselves are lost. Even in this digital age, I did not think of collecting more memories of them – photos, voices, keepsakes…
Memories fade. Memories of the ones we love. Memories of your own younger selves. Capture them in various ways. Build up a collection of memories that will bring a smile in your later years. A collection you will be glad to leave behind for your children and grandchildren.
I have now started recording myself. Voices; I jot down my inner voices in a journal. I capture my stories on my iPhone. I record the changes in my face, photos with my wife in various settings during our hikes and travel. I have also started writing down memories that I remember from the day I was born. What I don’t remember I ask my family. Many of them have passed on. The ones remaining… their memories are also fading.
Tell your stories. In your words.
Start with the voices and sounds that ricochet in your mind. Get it out there on paper, record them on your phone.
I am a storyteller. I dig out stories, give them a voice, write them, design them, and communicate them. Through digital and print mediums.
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