Art in a Sense
Smells, sights, textures, tastes, and sounds shape spaces and experiences. Explore your surroundings and your senses further with me via Destination Journal (DJ for short) posts, sensory tours, walks, and workshops.
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Last month’s Destination Journal brought us to The Paper Gallery in College Park, FL. The space is run by Mother/Daughter team, Sue and Angelyn Conklin, who have been in the stationery-greeting card-gift business for over 30 years in the area. The sights of the space included a multitude of cards, journals, colors; smells included a candle of the flowery sort; tastes-coffee from nearby Downtown Credo; sounds; paper being folded and the scurry of their tiny dog; touch-so much paper. They carry Le Pen, pens, in a multitude of colors. This alone makes them a spot to love. I think many return visits and an upcoming Destination Journal, The Alleys of College Park, are definitely in order. Thank you Sue and Angelyn for being such gracious hosts and to my DJ regulars!
This month, visit a paper shop or stationery store. Pick out one card and use it as the surface or the inspiration for your Destination Journal.
April’s Sensory Tour gave us a behind-the-scenes glimpse into the shops, restaurants, and cooking oil containers of Winter Park, Florida’s, Park Avenue. We tracked smells on the route down the alley, and then listened to the sounds of the space and the evening on the way back. We were fortunate to gain access into an interior, fan-filled, low-ceiling corridor. This gap between buildings led directly to the actual Gap store across the street. Smells along the way included: fresh tortillas from Cocina 214, soap, assorted garbage, oil, cigarettes, jasmine. The alley’s terrain changed as businesses led to private residences and as our eyes glanced above and below the surface. We enjoyed a sensory palette cleansing, and air conditioning, inside Sassafras Sweet Shoppe.
Sounds on the way back included a very squeaky cart wheel, music, conversation, and a serene series of water drips.