Post boxes & milk boxes – mysterious doors and other wormholes to places in time, observed on a stroll in Okayama city
Postboxes, spotted in the wilds of Kojima, Okayama, Japan (Ryoko also)
Devices. ideal for lonely time travelers and occasional ramblers￼.
Postboxes are time/space portals for paper
They go in one slot and somehow arrive at another
Of course, the most critical part of postcards and letters are: a proper address to send it to, and a friend to write.
Also, I like to think about all the hands which touch the card as it makes the journey from my writing desk to a happy (I expect) recipient who peeks in their post box / letter slot and see something other than a utility bill or an bulk/junk mail from a real estate agent. .
I also wonder how the “hand off“ in international mail works from one country to the next.
Do the workers peek at the – almost illegible – scribble on my postcards? .
Do they wonder who wrote the missives and who the recipient is?
Do you think about these logistics & vagaries? Or is it just me?
I think the temptation must be almost irresistible. Especially when they are doing the rounds and a dispatch from some interesting place ends up in their hands.