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Post’d: inky card with details & musings

original photos by C.A. and collag’d by dvo

There are many reasons I love to send postcards and letters: the first of course is to just let people know I am thinking about them, followed closely by the meditative enjoyment of assembling paper, image and decoration just exactly right, but also enjoy seeing my creations reflected back across in another medium, weeks – or sometimes months – after I drop it in the box.

In this case, the recipient is a photographer who primarily shoots humming and other birds (and who’s lovely cards are elsewhere in this archive) and also takes wonderful close-up snaps of the details of my artifacts, in this case noticing the stamps – both ornamental and philadelphic – and the fuchsia ink scrawled with a quill.

To continue the recursive cycle, I’ve smashed four of her photos together in a little collage to zoom back from Japan to Vancouver once again, with evidence.

Ergo: A collage of close up details from a postcard sent from provincial Japan to West End Vancouver showing a beautiful franked stamp featuring illustration of a lady in kimono, an ink stamp unofficially commemorating Vancouver international airport established 1970, another ink stamp imitating an Immigration stamp from Narita airport and excerpt of a scribble in fuchsia ink possibly saying “happy birthday“ with a bit of another ink stamp probably saying “Postcard“.

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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.