Recently I published some photographs of my wonderful stay at the Big Sur Inn on the Pacific coast of California. One of the highlights of my stays there (I try to go several times a year) are the artful entries in the journals/guestbooks at the inn.
Walking through the door at Big Sur Inn is a bit like traveling back in time and viewing the world and life as it was nearly a hundred years ago. There are no telephones, televisions, computers or internet connections. Instead, there is the very rich, lively and creative entertainment of the writings, drawings, poetry, maps, lists, notations, recipes, fantasies, stories and paintings guests have left behind in the journals of each room or cabin.

In response to the ensuing interest and requests from friends on Gather, I have put together a more comprehensive peek at these wonderful hardbound works of art. I dedicate this article to Marianne R., who made the original suggestion that I share more about these creative treasures. I give my thanks to each of you who have encouraged me.
So, come in and have a seat. Would you like a cup of tea or coffee?

If you were to sit down in this rocking chair and turn it a little more to the right, you could appreciate a view of the room that is very much like the artwork left in the journal by a woman named Amanda:

Amanda is also capturing what is a typical scene; her sweetheart relaxing, reading and enjoying the journals. Amanda provided the excellent drawing of their entry, her sweetheart provided the writing (I love that so many men are interested in writing and creating in these journals):

Here's another wonderful entry; this time the husband is drawing his wife reading one of the journals:

This woman left a drawing and a recipe:

This person created a fanciful story:

To which people later respond:

Some of the entries are amusing:

Some of them are tender:

some are delightfully sloppy (I just love this one):

Some are sad. This one is beautifully written, literally and figuratively. This woman had just lost her husband and is working through her grief by writing in this journal. I love the enormous outpouring of sensitivity and compassion expressed about her loss in the entries that follow. She may not know it, but our prayers are with her:

This photo was taken about six years ago of me working on one of my journal entries. This particular room has a fireplace and a very picturesque window seat looking out over a canyon of redwoods -- the subject of my painting.

On our visit last week, I was able to photograph a journal entry I made in the Spring of 2005 while staying in this same cabin. I didn't have time to paint on this particular visit; I just made a quick entry and some assymetrical scribbings instead. I love looking back at this entry and remembering what we did. Watching the whale migration that year was spectacular!

Here's a glimpse at this year's entry -- a work in progress:

I found it hard to narrow down the many creative journal entries, but this will give you a flavor of some of the beauty that exists behind the portals of Big Sur Inn. I leave you with one of my favorite drawings of the Inn itself.

I hope this gives you a small glimpse of the magic and artistry that exists within these walls.


Comments: 58
Thanks for the dedication. I have another idea. Do you have photos of your personal journal entries from each time you stayed here? Now there's another cool installment ;)
Thank you for posting this to Best Original Photos, Art and Writing for 2008
I added a little narrative to my Whistler post, Linda, explaining that trip. It is bittersweet when I look back--my last remaining uncle died while we were gone, my father had a silent heart attack which led to his passing just 2 weeks after we got home, and it was less than a month before the world as we knew it experienced 9/11 and changed forever.
You bring up delightful memories that aren't mine but nostalgic neverthe less.
I read quite a bit of the entries and it seems to be the place for lovers.
That snatch about the whales migrating really aroused more interest...but of a different kind.
Blessings,
Rene A.
First of all, Marianne R., thanks again for suggesting this idea and encouraging me. I like your latest idea too ... but don't have any more photos of my entries at Big Sur Inn. I might do something with the idea of journaling in general. I thought it was pure torture in high school, but have come to realize that writing has been one of the most powerful things I've done.
I think it is a beautiful sychronicity that about the same time I was publishing this article, you were publishing your article on art journals -- it's how I discovered you. Thank you for taking the time to read this article and comment. I look forward to reading more of your work!
reminds me of the Sylvia Beach Hotel in Newport, Oregon.
Each room is decorated in honor of a famous author.
Mariana, that Jade Cove - Plaskett Creek campground is just beautiful! What a choice! I also recommend Limekiln tucked away in the canyon with a beautiful river and it's own beach. And some gorgeous hiking paths up to a waterfall. The Griffin and Sabine correspondence is a work of art in itself. Thank you for all your fun comments and for coming along on our little adventure!
I find it interesting, that just a few yards around a hairpin curve from the Big Sur Inn is the Henry Miller library. That well known author, whose trademark is a journal-like writing style, lived in Big Sur for many years. He and Anais Nin carried on quite a romantic correspondence and set of journals. I suspect Miller's free spirited writing and artfulness still lingers over those magical Pacific canyons and continues to invite people to find creative ways to express themselves.
BTW - thanks for commenting on my On The Loose in Cali article. I appreciate it!
Perle, I hope you will do more writing on journaling?
I LOVED this!!! Boy, did it bring back memories of my own Big Sur travels. Your essay captured the spirit there perfectly - the artistic freedom, the natural beauty, the shared bonds with fellow journeymen. It is cold and snowy in NY. and your beautiful piece took me across the continent to the Pacific Coast's serene and crashing beauty. Thank you for that. xo