According to this German postcrosser, this card cannot be sent to anyone in Germany because of the subject matter.
Friday, August 30, 2013
A lovely collage card of vintage stamps from a Japanese postcrosser. I recall using these stamps as a child and espeically loved the swan image. The deer reminds me of Nara, which is full of them at temples, waiting to be fed cookies. I wonder if the dog is Hachiko, the legendary loyal dog that came to the train station every afternoon to meet its master.
A lovely card from a Turkish postcrosser. I imagine this is the Bosphorus with minarets in the distance. This magical view brought back fond memories of my visits to Istanbul, where friends treated me to a lovely ride along the Bosphorus, to delicious seafood, and of course, a glass of ayran.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Two blue altered cards, the top one from a Russian postcrosser and the bottom from a German postcrosser. I liked the way the drawing follows the geometric shapes that form the wolf. And the band of white across a row of chairs by the sea completely changes the original image. The doodles are reminiscent of sea life.
A postcrosser from Brazil sent this lyrical Rio+20 card. Since my organization was peripherally involved with the UN conference on this subject, it drew my interest. The postcrosser lives in Florianopolis, an island in southern Brazil. I had never heard of this island. Wikipedia mentions it as a hot tourist destination. Nonetheless the writer remarked, "I hate don't have money."
Here's a wintry card from a Polish postcrosser. This scene reminds me of Napa vineyards in winter. I used to reserve time on my calendar to drive to Napa in late February to photograph the grapevines, live oaks and mustard flowers. I can almost smell the fog and earth in this photo.
A young Chinese postcrosser, having a rough day with his dad, sent this lovely card. It's the age-old story of a parent pressuring his child to study, so that he would have a bright future, He wrote this card locked in his room after the argument. After a while he began to reflect about all the good things his dad did for him. I was moved to receive this card filled with a young son's frustrations and his kind heart.
Was a total revelation. It was in Manhattan in 1975 at a shady optometrist's office. They did a lot of ads in the paper and when I went there it was bedlam. The place was filled with patients and the doctor, the one in the ads, was rushing from room to room with a carton of ocular lenses.When my turn came, he held a lens up to my eyes and asked if I could see. It was something out of the Marx Brothers. I knew this guy had to be a sham. Still, I really wanted a pair of Bausch + Lomb soft lenses. And I got them! The next visit, the place had changed hands and I got a more professional exam and fitting. That was many moons ago and I still love wearing soft lenses. A cute reminder card arrived from my current optometrist the other day. Now it seems soft contact lenses are being phased out by lasik surgeries. I don't believe in them and feel lucky that my optometrist bucks the trend.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Here's a lovely cluster of stamps, cancellations and a miniature collage of beautiful places in Munich.
Over-exerting Santa from a Chinese postcrosser
Snow gremlin from a Dutch postcrosser
Trees dressed for winter from a Japanese postcrosser
Polar bear and paw prints from a Russian postcrosser
I can only imagine that the sweltering summer weather around the world inspired these postcards that arrived in late July. I went to Decatur, GA for a long weekend and was relieved that they were having a small cooling period (80's rather than 90's). And I am glad to live in San Francisco where we've had unusually chilly weather this summer.
A retro band card from a postcrosser in the Ukraine, which she identified as very strange and ugly. Well, this is vintage 1970's style with the high-wasted denims and twee tanks. DWA + 2 was a Polish folk/pop band formed in 1971. It had a pretty long run of it, and is doing a version of their comeback since the late 1990's. I somehow suspect this postcrosser wasn't even around during the band's heyday.
A lovely card filled with images of stamps from a Polish postcrosser. He said he was from a small village in the Tatra Mountains, a range that forms a border between Poland and Slovakia. Apparently these are the highest mountains in the Carpathian range. I happen to be reading Dracula again and I could only imagine how scary cool this postcrosser's little village must be...The Carpathians are definitely on my bucket list.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
I love this summer card from a Japanese postcrosser. It reminds me of childhood. No air conditioning. Just a fan, electric and paper, to get the humid air circulating. An inner tube to float in a child's pool. The open-mouthed ceramic pig on the lower right is an incense burner for a coil of mosquito repelling incense. And the cats all laid out as flat as possible rings true too. Sitting here with Sabrina all stretched out across my knees as I type this...