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My thoughts by Jeanette Moore
How do I even begin to describe a book so unique? I have never seen anything like it before. I loved this book. It feeds all my senses—my sense of curiosity, my sense of yearning for the visual and my sense of rhythm for the written word.
When I get a new book the very first thing I do is … fan through the pages to see whether it has illustrations or not. When you do this you get a good whiff of that new book smell, you know? I don’t know about you, but it just puts me in the mood.
When I did that with this book, when I bent the pages and let them flap open, it immediately sucked me in! It didn’t riffle smoothly like other books. The pages are different thicknesses, the pages were full of color. There were inserts, there were pop outs, fold outs, cut outs, you name it. There were paintings, drawings, photography, sketches, scribbles and everything else that you would find cluttering up one’s life. Before I even read a work of text, I was already immersed in this book.
You know how it feels when you enter someone’s house without their knowledge and you start looking through their stuff and opening drawers and closets and stuff? Well, maybe you don’t know how it feels. I’m not in the habit of doing that either. lol! But if I were, if I let loose the total voyeur in in me and just be as nosy as can be, the things in the Strom of i will be the things that I would be looking for.
When I started reading this book and looking through the memorabilia, it felt like I had walked into Tina Collen’s life. I was in her house opening drawers and browsing in closets. I almost felt guilty being privvy to the things I was looking at and reading about. But instead of turning away, she pulls you in. She pulls you in with her stories of her father, her husband, her family, herself. She talks about everything. You feel like her best friend by the time you’re done reading this book. You feel like calling her up and chatting like old friends do about the old times.
This is one of those books where when you’re done reading, you want to go back and go through it all over again. That’s where I’m at now. And the amazing thing is, when you look at all the things inside this book, you realize some of the things unsaid in the story and you see bits and pieces of yourself among the keepsakes. This is the scrapbook/memoir that most of us could only dream of making for ourselves. But before you go pulling all your junk and putting them in a book like she did, you might want to look deeper within first like she had to do. She found the story within and conquered it in Storm of i.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR</p>
<p style=”text-indent:1.5em”>Tina Collen has been an artist all her life. Educated in graphic design at Pratt Institute, she has designed toys for Mattel and made many other entrepreneurial forays into the commercial world. Her artwork has been exhibited in Paris, Barcelona, Frankfurt and on a year-long tour of museums throughout Germany. In New York City it was shown at The PhotoForum on 5th Avenue and at The Erotics Gallery in SoHo. She lives in Boulder, Colorado by way of Brooklyn, Los Angeles and Aspen.