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Post’d: Various, Vaguely Clandestine Efforts, etc.

Disguise is basically perfect, inpenetrable, no one will ever recognize me like this… So on I go #WorldsWorstSecretAgent #Postcards

🎵🎶somewhere…. Beyond the sea…. 🎶🎵 thank you my faithful pen pal. 💙 happy mail today.”

But how did you ever guess that was me :)?

PS the lady at the post office (who are always amused my my dispatches) pointed out that “that’s not your wife?!” ha #truth … but is it even me? #worldsworstsecretagent

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Post’d: more hats, scribbles for leos (& daal / chowder)

Catching up on postcards delivery for my *usual* “postcard as a service subscribers” as well as a few folks who sent extra special birthday wishes.

Yup, just more of the same: scribbling postcard to folks everywhere, dropping in the mailbox, folding laundry and washing dishes. Thank you for the usual days.

More of the recent run from the end of #Dave50 / from both the “global hats“ and “personal archeology“ series. Now that I’m 51, these are highly collectible :-)

Note: talked to the friendly wizard of the mountains of Nagano and he was unsure of who this strange character on the front of his postcard with an incoherent message on the back was from. I asked him “do you have so many people sending you scribbled over photos and inkt blah blah blah messages on postcards?“ “No, just you” he replied (paraphrasing). He asked what the postcard said, I said it was probably Something about a happy birthday.

He then told me a story about hanging out with the Dalai Lama and poet Nanao Sakai and a legendary acupuncturist >> Heard his granddaughter in the background and got the update on his garden. This is wonderful stuff about sparking conversations with postcards and what not. It’s not the message per se, it’s the medium/thoughts/intentions/action. #mcluhanesque

A few more addresses in, a few more friends remembered, few more love notes scribbled with quill and ink (really), and importantly, only the finest postal stamps selected – ranging from kimono ladies to coffee shops to fried fish.

PS you can see a bit of a postcard with the view from my window at Ayurveda Health Home in Pokhara, Nepal, thinking of this place so much with the passing of the dear magical Dr. Rishi.

Aside: Also made Nepal-esque daal and corn/squash chowder to stash in the freezer.

Post’d: global hats & paint pens

1) Humid muggy misty morning walk to post office (an “essential service“ in current state of emergency) with a super cute satchel that we picked up at an auxiliary fundraiser at the 7-11 inside the hospital for about ¥300 (probably also purchased egg salad sandwich with the crusts cut off and likely green tea.) My favorite shade of green!

Now, so many little dispatches hopefully finding their way to you. #JapanLife

2) Just a friendly reminder to make sure I have your up-to-date postal details for sending cards on days like today in a cool dark barn with records up loud.

{Making a batch for recent birthdays (your birthday is important to or whatever… Just today I happen to be making cards today)}, ergo: hook up your address at the “postal club“ form at my website. You’re clever, you’ll find it :)

3) A few more addresses in, a few more friends remembered, few more love notes scribbled with quill and ink (really), and importantly, only the finest postal stamps selected – ranging from kimono ladies to coffee shops to fried fish.

PS you can see a bit of a postcard with the view from my window at Ayurveda Health Home in Pokhara, Nepal – thinking of this place so much with the passing of the dear magical Dr. Rishi.

Diary: Haircut + Post Office (again)

Me and the barber, lost in Showa as summer begins…

Hit up the barber / time machine by the post office > still 1982 in here with faded photos of Fuji, full series of tattered manga, ashtrays, peeling laminate counters, a pink tv.

Usual snapshot with new haircut at bus stop

Good times with the jolly mon & his straight razor skills. Thumbs up indeed!

Then usual pilgrimage to the post office >> have a dozen lovely people in the “postcard as a subscription service. Plus sent a few archivists & collectors “Jack Kerouac in Kobe” dossier. More to go…

Post office by the barber

Mixed it up with a different post office than my usual. Amused them with my dossiers covered with inky stamps heading to distant lands and my careful insistence on choosing excellent postage stamps reflecting Japanese culture.

Postcards to Elsewhere ~ Okayama to Orcas

Story: A distinguished gentleman on a small Salish Sea Island was smart/kind enough to order a packet of my custom postcards & shared snaps so you know when you order my art postcards you’re not just getting some mass-produced nonsense in the mail.

Each one authenticated with a special stamp so it’s like an analog “NFT”… Just being on trend here  PS If you wanna hook up a set for yourself (to mail to your friends or keep – either is fine) track me down

Pal (noted entrepreneur, explainer video pioneer, current house maker, dog pal) Lee Lefever shared his handcrafted postal dispatches purchase from DaveOShop, ergo: 

“Psyched to receive this piece of creativity in the mail from @uncleweed in Japan. It’s all constructed with style and great care. Nice work, Dave Olson”

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Items (no longer) forgotten at DaveOShop

Items (no longer) forgotten at DaveOShop

Assembling dossiers with artifacts which span continents, generations and mediums. Get in on the fun with an Art Dossier delivered to you, whichever century or continent you live in. 

Dropping off a load of dispatches at the post office

Is there a letter for you? Possibly

Just dropping off a load of dispatches at the post office. Indeed, they are always amused by my stacks of stacks, dispatched to many parts of the world, hopefully to you. Each made with affection and intention.

Postcards of Paintings of Postboxes, Made with Affection

While finishing up postcards series of paintings of international postboxes from Nepal, Greece, Oman and the Vatican, Dave gleefully riffs about the “finishing touches” including paper choices, inky stamps, Sri Lankan elephant dung paper, scribbly calligraphy letter, an extra card, something about art dossiers and even remembers to tell you he’s having fun and offers a couple of web addresses to get in the time travel.

More: https://daveostory.com/shop

Shop: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/Daveo

Let’s Enjoy!

Postcards of Postboxes, Made with Affection
Postcards of Postboxes, Made with Affection

Postbox Haiku and Paintings – Japan Cottage Musings

Rocking a plaid track suit, Dave catches up about an exhibit of postbox haiku and paintings at pal Mac Kobayashi’s goat farm and in Shibuya by dDesign and shares the story of the post box haiku and painting plus details of: Kathmandu, Nepal; Muscat Oman; The Vatican, and Olympia, Greece (including accompanying postcards of course) and riffs about importance of personal archeology and making things for future generations while drinking including coffee and jamu and digression about persimmon chutney.

Special ahoys to Gary, Beth, Arild, Jared, Erin, Sandra, Lance and especially you.

Postbox haiku exhibit corner at Rural Caprine Farm (more to come)

Bonus:

dDesign Okayama exhibit blurb

More about Painting / Haiku ~ exhibit intro and round-up (preview)

+ new postbox Haiku in *unconfidential* kokoro postcard (variations)

 

Poem: post office closed (again)

Poem: post office closed (again)

Post office closed
(again)
You’ll need another
day to know
you are loved
by a lost poet
without a watch

Diary: Over the wall (to barber in the neighbourhood)

Note: gone “over the wall” for a haircut / yup legit barber for #daveo50 coif.

Results:

This fella Touse-san at a neighbourhood shop called 理容タカシマwhich has that “Lost in Showa” vibe i dig (his Dad was previous proprietor)… with a few Heisei updates obv.

Ergo: Shelves of old manga, TV (i asked to turn off), coffee pot, smokes and the like. See for yourself:

Hot, humid days these days… kept it cool whilst waiting. Then, outside to catch a bus at a stop across from this smiley little post office.

Now let’s see if bus is rolling during Obon holiday / yes!

You cant see my sharp haircut and wicked moustache so you’ll just have to dig my legitimate hemp mask.

Walking home from the bus stop… this is my neighbourhood like I live in a Miyazaki movie… though I always think of myself as more of the Zatoichi type (though I skip the sword fighting and just do the part about rescuing damsels in distress, actually now that I think about it… I don’t do that part either, also don’t give good massages (usually)).

Walking home from bus stop / this charcoal wood siding is called Yakisugi (焼杉) / roasted cypress – resists rot, termites etc & renders fire resistant + water repellent. Used widely / lasts decades or centuries.

Anyhow, this is my neighbourhood Tsuchida, (Okayama, Japan). Next step: fresh up the wonderful bathtub for bathtime with the magical Ichiro Stanley / possibly listen to Jimmy Buffett, yes, I’m in that good of a mood.

Diary: Off to Library + cuppa Joe / good luck, stamps, ovens & social niceties

Note: Some of this riff originally appeared in “real time” via FB social channel to the amusement of many (everyone loves a comically large bootle of hooch!) – shared here for posterity in edited form with several other topics included.

++ Confession ++

pardon me, but does this come in a large?

Well, i am at risk of irreparably damaging my reputation as a good resident of Okayama as it seems some library books are overdue.

I know! Terrible. Shameful breach of trust.

As such, i will finish this coffee (delicious by the way) and hop on the luxurious Uno Bus (seriously wi-fi, power outlets, clean, comfy, pay-per-stop) to restore my status as a decent human.

I’ve really let myself go off the rails – i’ll try to improve.

fondly, dave

PS i will not blame this on this comically huge bottle of saké – seriously, 18 litres and came in a wooden crate. Just when you think Japanese people are all diligent and serious, they pull out this! i mean the logistics of shipping, lifting, holding, pouring alone are baffling

Checkpoint busstop (yes my life does look like a Studio Ghibli movie)

Did i mention the bus has great wi-fi, power outlets, seatback headrest covers, and pay-per-stop system? Uno Bus is truly great.

Also before leaving washed dishes, folded laundry, started rice, composted food scraps, fed rabbit, aerated kobo starter, refilled kerosene heater… and didn’t forget library books(!)

Ryoko’s out of town for 2 nights teaching a tree trimming workshop & stayed in a trad guest house with wooden bath. So cool. And she’s truly incredible (and doing great with pregnancy!)

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