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Post’d: (You Are) Important

Post’d: (You Are) Important

I think so, do you? Am I? Usually (i hope).

Post’d: Japan stamps of Importantcy

If the stamps say so, must truly be IMPORTANT.

Thank-you Cards (“making of” and delivery evidence) / Kekkon-shiki

settling in for a session of addressing, signing, inking, glueing, stamping and stickering these cards to prepare for a journey

Following our wedding festivities, we dutifully and cheerfully made up several batches of thank you cards to sent to folks who made the trip or sent gifts or letters/cards. 

Thank you card source materials, ready for scissor, glue, ink and substrate
a stack all ready to go, with special stamps and stickers and sparkly envelopes

While each batch of cards was different – and some cards required boxes and packets – the general design aesthetic captured in exquisite little photo essay created by nature photographer Cheryl A. (you should check out her cards for sale) which captures the details of the envelope treatment:

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Post’d: Round-up of letters and post making, vol. 2 (undated, variety)

Post’d: Round-up of letters and post making, mailed from Sanur, Indonesia, 2019

Sure, i mail a lot of cards and letters and dossiers of ephemeral treats, poems and painting. Especially to folks who have inspired me or otherwise lent a hand, and to folks (know and unknown) who seem to need a little spark to help them along their journey.

oh! the be an explorer… (envoys to distant lands)

As part of my semi-obsessive documentation for my memory and amusement, i assemble photos (likely) enthusiastic correspondents send of their received items, along with  “still life” photos of postal-related items or post-in-process, and often just scenes of post offices/workers/boxes.

a card to 3 of my fave youths

Often times these items are organized chronologically-ish somehow, or maybe to a theme, but some cases (including this instance), neither applies and what follows is simply a batch of odds and ends hanging out for another cycle into the world.

Generally an absence of annotations as the meanings either aren’t meaningful or rather self-evident (that said, maybe some annotations will appear). Carry on, bring your own stamp. 

a unpacked dossier with painting, poem, goat propaganda and a letter , stickered up envelope

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Post’d: Thanks to Hospital in Thailand, from cafe India

3 Letters to Thailand (1 postcard to Mexico) from a Post Office in Kerala, India – Remembrance Day 2016
Excerpt from diary/letter:

This often includes my favourite thing to do when wandering at home or abroad — find a quiet well lit café, choose the “mafia table” meaning the back corner with my back to the wall, and fill up the table with stationary, pens, scrapbooks, and dig into some arts and crafts and letter writing. In this case, specifically letters to the hospital in Thailand which was so wonderfully kind to me…. Which is what started this missive in the first place as I’ve now shared with you the results of all my tests I did including 20 some odd blood tests (virus, inflammation, methylation), EEG, MRI on my arthritic hips and antibody before immunizations required (or suggested anyway) before travelling to this land.


I pay my rupees, call a taxi, stop at the post office… I’m mildly obsessed with post offices and visit them in every country along with riding trains/ferries/buses when possible… and shutting down a bar. I haven’t been drinking at all in India aside from one obligatory Kingfisher, and even in my secret hideaway in Thailand, I only went to the delicious craft beer bar once despite it being run by adorable ladies who I could spend all night watching. Such a good boy I am!

The post office in this case was a sweaty small room with various ladies sitting at jumbled desks and when I asked for stamps to send three letters to Thailand, it was as though the first time this had been requested. The stamps  it seems would come in denominations other than five rupee but evidently not.

The number of stamps covered up a good third of the envelope  by the time i was done (photo in process) and I was hesitant to lick them after seeing the hands that it handed them to me. No disrespect to them but until I understand by gut biology better, I’m avoiding unnecessary risk.

On a battered wooden bench there was a pot of paste like from a school for bad children circa 1972, the brush was broken and the glue stains but I slathered it on and handed these letters over. My delivery success rate on the missives I send seems to hit about 40% so I’ve taken the habit of photographing the letters and the envelopes before sending them.

Of course, I send various treatises electronically as well and while I know they been delivered, the usual responses in the form of a thumbs up or happy face or :-( emoji. This makes me #Unsatisfied.

Remember the part of me being born in the wrong decade? This is a prime example.