Note: the plaid anorak, the sunglasses, the hair, the smile – love love love all of it Mom (so much like you sometimes)
These shining lights continue to connect the centuries of culture & community The family gravestones go back so far the words are obscured / we wash (sometimes), light incense (Nag Champa in this case), clap and bow + bit of a conversation > In this case, namesake Grandfather Ichiro & Grandmother Tomiko’s ohaka / note: this “ohaka” has served as an important destination and part this year’s actions as documented in this archive.
This chair helps strengthen up his back for sitting up and such fun!
5 new Ichiro cards #io in the ongoing series￼… Coming from the last fortnight in spectacular & pleasantly autumnal Okayama, Japan. ￼￼
This assortment includes:
At a special Halloween (safe and all that) gathering at local community centre / for our “trick or treat” station, we did insta-photo with annotations and kids chose stickers (sent by R & S in Montréal) Mama was a Canucks hockey player and Papa rocked lederhosen (possibly documented elsewhere).
Memo: So much awesome stuff arriving in the mail these last days/weeks/months.
We are all very grateful and doing our best to send each of you a proper personalized thank you card.
In the meanwhile, we send our sincere gratitude for your thoughtfulness, efforts and (often excessive) postal rates.￼
As always, keep an eye on your post box, ya never know when something will come through the portal. ￼
…Once he stows aboard on a tramp freighter heading through the south seas, he’ll make it… with nothing but his satchel of poetry and pressed flowers. Thanks to Uncle Anders for the Dr. Seuss art.
4 New Ichiro Cards in a busy month catching up on all sorts of life stuff (glasses, ID cards, dentists, construction plans and Ryoko back to work…) see “Personal Musings” for more. Anyhow, importantly, more Ichi-kun! (collect ‘em all for best results)
Continuing on with Ichiro Cards (see vol. 1 of the meta proces documentation if inclined) obsessively custom, handmade of course, to send to folks who sent such lovely gifts from around the world.
The batches change due to supplies (esp paper stock and printer ink) as well as as we fresh-up ideas… In general include special snaps cut with dear Mom’s (heavy metal) pinking shears, attached to custom stamped (inky & franked postal) postcards then enveloped with family photo / am I ruining the surprise?
As such, some started simple…
and got more “maximalist” as we went along:
Some get a few photos to connect other stories (with annotations on reverse), e.g.:
Or catch up with life and things folks might like:
with “bonus snaps/items” which simply amuse metaphorical reasons or have some backstory:
sometimes the assortment doens’t make sense until you receive somehow corresponding items crossing in the mail. In this case, Richard Brautigan is the connective magic.
Sometimes we receive a snap of the delivered mail. In this case, the elegantly placed postal cancellation stamp from the folks at Higashi Okayama post office:
And while i sorta try to take snaps of most of the finished pieces, i invariably forgot most, but here’s a snap of a note which made the journey to California. Thanks JJ:
In general, we are trying to make a little something extra special special for everyone to brighten up their day in evidently strange times. First was to the dear folks who have mailed remarkable gift packages, care boxes and cards from around the world in commemoration of the birth of this dude.
Here’s another on display on a fridge in Vegas, to which we replied:
“… fantastic to see! You know we absolutely love making these and seeing them complete their journey, hopefully bringing a smile to the recipient, especially in times of tumult. We truly appreciated your thoughtful gift.” (thanks C &T!)
Update Sept 26:
Each envelope receives an extra kiss before we send out upon a wormhole journey to points on earth Each one unique (of course) and crafted with affection for recipients… Get so excited thinking of the splendid cards arriving to post boxes elsewhere.
The stamps are chosen with care at the post office. Oddly, the standard international Air Mail rate of ¥110 is challenging to match up so we often over pay in order to get colourful designs rather than boring meters.
Update, Oct. 6:
Another 18 dossiers dropped at post office today (on a stroller walk with lil Ichi-Stan who is neighbourhood famous).
Each dispatch is hand-crafted / unique + that’s “batch 4” for Ichiro-cards, batch 5 already underway (about 23 envelopes) / noting each batch varies by materials available & inspiration sparks (do you want to see them all?)
Note: likely puts over 500 analog mail-outs for the year (including New Year’s cards) > this hobby does get a bit expensive (ink! stamps!) but joy to send a piece of “us” (with Ryoko Olson) is worth every yen. #kokoro
Let’s enjoy international correspondence from global correspondents!
Update, Oct. 13:
Another 18 going out into the world, or was it 23? Either way, another variation on the same idea… inky stamps, franked postage stamps collected around the world, special snaps of Ichi and other treats… scissors, glue, labels, love.
Batch 5, (or is it 6?) of Ichiro cards going out into the world… / hopefully finding hearts which are as grateful as we are. Each made with affection and truly unique. And yes, each is “important“ because the stamp says so.
Note: Persimmon not included
Get in on the fun by mailing to:
937-1 Tsuchida, Naka-ku
Fondly from Tsuchida Cottage
My renegade pal Sooby (Sohaib) Ahmed is a fine poet in the “romantic” tradition (think Shelley, Keats et al) and often sends along his work for my edification. This one came along just before Ichiro came along so sharing here for the record.
Though S. and i enjoyed wild adventures together in NYC/state, Providence and other environs, our most ridiculous times came the summer 1991 with dozens of Grateful Dead (and related) shows, music festivals, psychedelic parks, and the infamous Taos hi-jack incident.
Despite all of these hi-jinks, i don’t have a handy snapshot of him so instead a flyleaf of a book i mailed to him from Sri Lanka included as inadequate visual addition.
I wish there were that us
There were, there were
Like we only did make
Like snowflake make
So too could and have when
It snow so like that,
And it was, it has
So its, such as, only such as
In that way, I’d had
Only and as we melt
I’ll ask, I wish
And, a way
Its all the less cold then there
Would be getting a wish
Being it so selfish
The snowflake we chance can be
Should I but be so
Brave and have
Wouldn’t suiting our imagination
Say can us both but be
Suited also, for it,
I wish, its a wish for yourself
So its, such as, only such
Only and as we melt
I’ll ask, I wish
And a way
Of it, if it,
That too heartfelt a what,
What a heart-felt for always.
Meanwhile, earlier in the week – before spectacle shop and wedding officiating, yet before a dentist appointment – we went to our favourite hideaway￼: Rural Caprine Farm, Mac Kobayashi, proprietor. Hung out of the porch and checked in on the garden and views.