Tag Archives: Collection

Post’d: Quirky New Stamps

Got some quirky new inky stamps so a great time to order some of my postcards (plus im out of cyan and magenta printer ink so hook your uncle up ;)).

Post’d: #daveo50 personal archeology postcards

Almost end of #DaveO50, so made some postcards which are kind of “meta” from snapshots of various collections of ID cards, spectacles, knives, lighters, conference passes, passport photos, passports, ribbons, badges, biz cards and whatnot #personalarcheology

Snuck into the kura barn (after moving some items back into the almost done construction house) for a little bit to put on some inky stamps and scribbly hand writing.

These plus a few other dossiers to the post office tomorrow after the piano gets moved (not doing that).

By the way I am out of both cyan and magenta ink so it’s a great time to sign up for my “postcard as a subscription service“.

Keep in mind, I put extra love into the postcards for subscribers but also send to loads of other people, especially folks who seem to be putting goodness out into the world and/or need a little spark in their life. Is this you?

Evidence: More records in the Kura (Gord Downie, Big Thief, Bob Dylan &…)

adding magic to the stacks with Big Thief’s Masterpiece, a masterpiece double vinyl from Gord Downie, and a piece from a master, Bob Dylan’s Planet Waves

Ummmm accidentally on purpose ordered some more records. Thelonious Monk, Charles Mingus, Louis Armstrong, Billie Holiday, Astrud Gilberto, Suzanne Vega, Big Thief, The Waterboys, Courtney Barnett, … more Tanya Donelly, more Weakerthans, more Hey Rosetta, Bob Dylan, and The Linda Lindas (via band camp).

I *should show you* one of these days (problem is, when I play the  records in video, creates intellectual property conundrums – and music must always be played in the kura barn where internet does not exist for streaming) #rules

Items, observed: Camera and Radios (various), Okayama

Items, observed: Camera and Radios (various), Okayama

Items: Observed / camera and radios (various), at a café in Okayama, Japan, Aug 2020

Collection: Typewriters – Olympia SM9 (at Alas Manis, Nusa Ceningan), 2019

Olympia SM9, outdoor typing

Continuing the story of the Olympia SM9 typewriter (from 2018 at Wonder Hotel) simply to show the difference a year of diligence and intrepidness can bring.

Yup, it truly was the most difficult of times, pulled in directions i didn’t want to go but then… states and provinces crossed, affairs sorted, planes and memories faced, trains and ferries joined / turmoil, bureaucracy, paperwork, disrespect and frustration, all well, just sort of sorted itself out. I mean, I know how but the point is: the time came when i was reunited with this typewriter and all was different from when i left it.

changing the ribbon, over and over for some reason…

Still the keys get jammed, the ribbon inexplicably requires flipping/rewinding after barely a page of typing but, now smudged with thumbprints from changing said ribbon and supplied with aerogrammes from often lost countries, used envelopes with franked stamps (and sometimes intimate thoughts), and the usual hotel stationery, I made things.

Aerogramme loaded on splendid work table

Mostly poems and erstwhile letters, quite literally banged out without regard for perfection, just passion! Rapid  transcriptions from scribbled journals, imagined lives of a doppelgänger, and notes from undergrounds.

Then joyfully accessorized with inky stamps and collages of postage stamps which may or may not have anything to do with the poem at hand (actually, they were all very intentionally consciously chosen but hey… that’s for the art to say). Oh, you can find evidence of these sessions in Items: Forgotten cycle vol. 7 Espionage and bits in vol. 6 Circumnavigation.

from Items: Forgotten, vol. 7, Espionage

Now, the burly beast sits in a teakwood closet awaiting another opportunity to resist my indelicate fingers. Reminding me to touch gently with nuance and care. 

waiting in teakwood closet (behind)

All this is to say, art saves lives (in some cases anyhow).

Collection: Typewriters – Olympia SM9 (at Wonder Hotel, Sanur), 2018

Typewriter: Words Aren't for Processing

Somewhere along the line, the wheels fell off completely, everything gone: life (rather death), love (so much), parents (both), career (ugh), health, confidence, desire, happiness, trust… all completely vanished.

Strung out, hospitals of a kind I won’t even mention, wrung out, battered and so very bruised… but, I pulled it together (thanks to kind pal) and found a safe place to hide.

A tiny room in a guest house ran by a kindly family who brought me coffee in the morning and otherwise gave me space to just be alone with, one small window, a fridge, a wet bathroom, a desk and bar, hard bed and two power outlets.

I purchased a typewriter and a printer and used in both extensively, enjoyably and liberally. The walls became covered with photos which caught my fancy, art which sparked something else, mementos of joys and fears to face. 

The typewriter, and Olympia SM-9 from the 1970s (note: Owner’s manual (pdf): SM9-1970s) seems to be a knock off of some kind as I can’t find a serial number and, it just doesn’t have that solid precise action that the machine “should have”. There are a few foibles but it’s made of heavy solid metal, came “new in box” – shiny and pristine, just something is not quite right, kind of like me.

Poetry, typed: Lie To Me (Olympia SM4)
Poetry, typed: Lie To Me (Olympia SM9)

Anyhow, me and this machine typed poems on pads of hotel stationery, occasional repurposed telegram, letters which i’ll never send, and punk rock lyrics of angst and despair.

The neighbour was from Slovenia with a local mistress and a cigarette hobby and a little enough communication to be just the right amount.

I called this room “the Wonder Hotel” inspired by a SRO flophouse in my broken heart at home city of Vancouver. When i left, the daughters took down all my art bits and i made a massive scrapbook of rejuvenations, inspirations + amusements

I (mostly) hid, I (mostly) became calm, I pulled it together and then the future started. And started with this typewriter. Sloppiness and all. Maybe it is me after all.

 

Artifacts: Sri Lanka / ink address and postal stamps + tea shack

Artifacts: Sri Lanka / ink address stamp

I stayed in Sri Lanka (near Galle) for a while doing some Ayurvedic treatments, drinking tea and wondering wtf i was doing etc. As such, i made an address stamp for ease in my copious correspondence, usually performed at a tea shack down the road

Sri Lanka / writing letters at the tea shack
Sri Lanka / tea at the tea shack
Sri Lanka / tea shack as seen via Ggle Maps Street View
Bonus: Sri Lanka / postal stamps (cancelled) 
Artifacts: Sri Lanka / ink address stamp

Items: Sewing Machine & Scissors (Pokhara, Nepal)

Sewing Machine & Scissors (Pokhara, Nepal)

Artifact: Bad Wougar album, 2014

Artifact: Bad Wougar album, 2014, gatefold

Bad Wougar is/was a hard rocking band in Vancouver BC with four fine gentleman who practised diligently in a room called the “the Den” which I’ve visited several times – occasionally playing some drums, especially extended jams to “Cortez the killer”. The name “Bad Wougar” came from a campfire myth about a dangerous animal which was a mix of a wolf and a cougar.

Artifact: Bad Wougar album, 2014, cover

On a trail walk one day, I recorded a myth about the creature for the bands use and amusement. They then invited me into the glorious brand-new Monarch Studio (which has an origin story to share another time) to record a few snippets from the riff for the songs. In all, my voice/words appear in two tracks on this final release which was distributed on CD with a paper gatefold cover (i have 2, Mac Kobayashi has 1).

For the record, released: February 28, 2014 (noting this was a high point in an otherwise tough tough year).  As mentioned, the four members of the band (including a non-related Olson) were each fantastically kind, interesting fellas as well as quality musicians and it’s a privilege to know them.

So it goes, folks have other commitments and adventures in life so they don’t play anymore but I hope this CD/album is more widely distributed in future / Kind of band that would be big in Europe.

Artifact: Bad Wougar album, 2014, back with track list

 You can check the Bad Wougar Bandcamp or Soundcloud + Youtube Discogs + a review in UberRock, a snippet: 

… every time I sling this album on the stereo I can’t but feel like I’ve been transported to a wood-panelled backwoods bar where the band are plying their gnarled rock ‘n’ roll trade in such a fashion that the venue’s customers are worried that the whole place will go up in flames, the sounds so incendiary….

There’s a grubby charm to this band and its self-described brand of hard charging rock ‘n’ roll. It’s garage rock by way of the forest and you can’t really ask for anything dirtier, earthier than that.

As the stoner-like riff of final track, ‘Spoke Too Soon’, rattles the fillings out of my teeth I’m left wondering if maybe what I just listened to was part of a crazed fever dream. Then I look up and see the album cover, the eyes of the Bad Wougar appearing to follow my every move…..

Another review in Permanent Rain references my spoken-word bit, ergo:

This spoken kick off made me realize I was in for a fun ride, just as if I was watching a movie–and I was not disappointed. …

The album itself has a delightfully punk element to it, often mixing with elements of classic and progressive rock. It could have been released in 1984, 1994, 2004, or 2014 and reflected the music of its time period.

Mementos: Stan Smyl at Canadian House, Vancouver 2010 Olympics

Dave Olson and Stan Smyl at Canadian House, Vancouver 2010 Olympics

Ya know, Stan Smyl is my all-time fave hockey guy – i’ve shared more about this great dude before so in this case, i’ll share a few snaps of hanging out at the beginning of the Vancouver Olympics 2010 at a corporate beer branded event “party tent” where i was invited for some sort of event. 

Fish Stories with Stan Smyl at Canadian House, Vancouver 2010 Olympics

Apparently i was telling Stan about my “Dr” Hunter S Thompson Media badge and/or John Stockton also wearing #12 or that we love to cook “Stan’s Mom’s Perogies” from the 1982 Canucks Family cookbook (note to self: share that precious artifact). 

Richard Loat and Stan Smyl at Canadian House, Vancouver 2010 Olympics

Note: I’m with Richard Loat (who appears elsewhere in this archive)  in some of the snaps – and maybe John Biehler snapped the pics ? Let me know if you did. 

Preview: @mozy19, @uncleweed & Stan Smyl shooting the shit @ MCHH #tnmh
John Biehler definitely snapped this meta shot