Items (no longer) forgotten at DaveOShopAssembling 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.
Is there a letter for you? PossiblyJust 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.
Everyone needs love letters, even from lover’s you’ve never met, or never will… The mystery and alchemy of combining ink, metal, paper, glue & affection/intention and sending into the abyss where, somehow, through the efforts of many hands and assorted machines, auto-magically time travels into your heart. Crisp, tactile, affected by the elements, scarred as such by the journey.
Of course I’m *always* writing letters and postcards ~ with paints and poems ~ and as it goes, February 14, my love was climbing matsu pine trees to cut into decorative arrangements on a blustery day in Okayama, and I sat quietly in a second-floor room with analog tools and a full heart.
Now, these dispatches – which required circumnavigations to create & augmented with mixed media splendour ~ will make their way to spark other hearts, possibly yours. Or someone’s heart you wish to spark. I’m here to help. #PostcardsAvailable
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.
Bonus:
More about Painting / Haiku ~ exhibit intro and round-up (preview)
+ new postbox Haiku in *unconfidential* kokoro postcard (variations)
The usual, ergo:
dossiers of art, poetry and ephemera
scrapbooks of same(ish)
piles to Post offices.
Also tea.
PS I enjoy this sort of activity on many levels for sure, i.e.: find playing with scissors and glue and pens very pleasant and, like the thought of spreading a little bit of goodness to various places around the world and, going to the post office gives me a little manageable errand.
I have a hard time getting “out and about” and really have to minimize screen time so this allows me to communicate and create and keep my brain active.
In these dossiers, i included prints of my paintings, bits of poetry, various insta snapshots, and letters on expired aerograms etc.
Enjoy the goodness / (of course) my address is available and you can sign up for Postal Club. I hope you hang on your fridge or put in a shoebox.
Often, a poem comes out fully-formed, fiddling and remixing only dulls the knife, sometimes however, variations are eager to come out to shine light in another corner: Lonely, Joyful, Melancholy, Mysterious.
In this case, (my) familiar themes of un-confidential love letters on postcards mailed from foreign places and glanced by – or maybe sadly not glanced – by personnel along the way who (may) add their pathos to the journey.
One version of this (do you care to guess which?) will go on the reverse of the post box at Farmer Mac’s goat farm – Perhaps another painting will follow… and then a postcard a photograph of the painting mailed to the post box and so on. Always be remixing.
No pardons for redundancies, variations on a theme require riffs on the same blues.
Do you care to posit which your prefer?
Hello You,
Having the best year somehow / full of gratitude for surprising treats, healthy lad, remarkable wife, poetry flowing, paintings regarded, a cottage abode, archives in a sturdy hidden fortress.
So many years lost/hiding in various wildernesses & now pure joy + wonder. (I live with pain but matters less). #grateful
Fondly, dvo/UW
Well, the days between Christmas and New Year’s aren’t really a thing per se in Japan as Christmas is just a reason for decor and music (as it should be at most) and all the build up is for New Year’s – this being my first “real” New Year’s in Japan, i just sorta held on for the ride…
Anyhow, regardless, during this time, Ryoko and I were out and about for various events, errands, chores, adventures and whatnot – much of which is documented elsewhere in this archive and here are the pleasant mundane-ities which didn’t fit anywhere else – with minor annotations perhaps of “Japan Life”.
Let’s begin with a few lunches and beverages – after a shop at a hardware store, we slipped into a little Yoshoku restaurant – sorta Japan remix of western dishes – this one sorta French but ya know, not really (and that’s not the point). Anyhow… had a sort of cutlet above and a pot of tea to follow.
Another lunchtime, our relationship with pizza toast continued at home.
And this seems absurd but the wonderful konbini stores can provide fresh ground/brewed coffee – i mean, it seems weird to say this but dang, not bad and well priced. That’s me in reflection (literally and metaphorically). Continue reading Diary: Days Before New Year’s Eve / Lead-up Activities + Goodnight Year of the Boar
