tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32611836277267913412024-03-13T16:55:04.793-07:00A Plethora of PostcardsA postcard a day, from a large collection of postcards received, sent to me by me, and/or collected over the last 30+ years.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.comBlogger456125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-87758637267764458952012-09-08T08:23:00.000-07:002012-09-08T08:23:12.175-07:00Aurora Boreralis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's been too long since I've posted here. I've been trying to get back at it for a while now, but it's amazing how difficult it is to regain momentum on something once it's gone. So, in an attempt to get it back, I'm just jumping in.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora_(astronomy)">Aurora borealis</a> takes its name from the name of the Roman goddess, Aurora, the goddess of Dawn, and the Greek word for the north wind, "boreas". The effect occurs at both the north and south poles. On the card above the term is actually misspelled. </div>
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I saw the aurora borealis from a plane, once, when flying from San Francisco to London. It was (they were?) spectacular, but seeing this phenomenon remains on my bucket list - I'd like to view it from the ground.</div>
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Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-59537516288351291032011-11-10T08:04:00.000-08:002011-11-10T08:04:00.165-08:00Silver Lake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvkanWxtctOjR-r-S0Yga2sEjPfMs8siwSZ2II9C1Kjw_rURPYyif4BvTqRXh5C8oerb-dILrENamqxGCu2aU_ZPhTYX94bxCXexHYIBL2Dt-uD7nw8l3MNLGQbvdM5TKh0xTV36iCA8/s1600/Silver+Lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvkanWxtctOjR-r-S0Yga2sEjPfMs8siwSZ2II9C1Kjw_rURPYyif4BvTqRXh5C8oerb-dILrENamqxGCu2aU_ZPhTYX94bxCXexHYIBL2Dt-uD7nw8l3MNLGQbvdM5TKh0xTV36iCA8/s400/Silver+Lake.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That camping trip I mentioned on yesterday's blog (Bear, Part I)? We actually rode horses and led mules 20 miles into the mountains from a pack station at Silver Lake, near Mammoth, California. My mom visited there recently and the pack station we left from over 40 years ago is still there, still operating and hasn't changed much in all that time.</div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-69034462144127534572011-11-09T07:44:00.000-08:002011-11-09T07:44:00.997-08:00Bears, Part 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K3iD4WB-_M8ymEvue_rt8gPAkdoI5KJMYUUA1s-CnIWzooFGLqyBkkfLooSpuizXY6hqeG2CG_3KnRHId5sjpUGKlSYw-gHin-V5gdqvGJ9BgoFIKFovsFXgU-B6LkFr3wY_l7sTayk/s1600/kodiak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K3iD4WB-_M8ymEvue_rt8gPAkdoI5KJMYUUA1s-CnIWzooFGLqyBkkfLooSpuizXY6hqeG2CG_3KnRHId5sjpUGKlSYw-gHin-V5gdqvGJ9BgoFIKFovsFXgU-B6LkFr3wY_l7sTayk/s400/kodiak.jpg" width="281" /></a></div><br />
I have a bear phobia. They featured prominently in my nightmares as a child so when our family packed into the Sierras, camping on the shores of Waugh Lake, I lay awake in my pup tent for what felt like all night every night listening for bears, convinced I would be a midnight snack for one of them.<br />
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But the universe has a way of making us face our fears, or at least taunting us with our fears, in a variety of ways.<br />
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This summer it seemed I received a number of bear themed postcards. This one is from the <a href="http://www.kodiakwildliferefuge.org/">Kodiak National Wildlife Refugee</a>, established in 1941 to protect the habitat of the <a href="http://kodiak.fws.gov/wildlife_bearfacts.htm">Kodiak brown bear</a>. This bear is the world's largest land carnivore. <strong>NOT</strong> on my bucket list: seeing a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kodiak_bear">Kodiak bear</a> in the wild.<br />
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P.S. Thanks to Sandy & Duke for sending me all the postcards from their Alaskan adventure!<br />
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P.P.S. Previous bear postcards: <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-oso-de-madrid.html">here</a> (the bear in the strawberry tree statue/sculpture in Madrid) and <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2010/07/grizzly-bears.html">here</a> (grizzly bears).Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-28646739907365826852011-11-08T07:00:00.000-08:002011-11-08T07:00:23.594-08:00Redneck Riviera<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7RwPXMIQKoD7Vmyutm17QwFF7qPLSOrxjjEmUUygKV8RQGUBDp-W5hwVnhoqmGxRw2ticPDTbh7b5DQoOMBpBMFAgOpOQVF-CDGqKzqh8Eovi2pOQMcnz-V_t5hT_R_xzNMn6VBtN0M/s1600/Destin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="272" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW7RwPXMIQKoD7Vmyutm17QwFF7qPLSOrxjjEmUUygKV8RQGUBDp-W5hwVnhoqmGxRw2ticPDTbh7b5DQoOMBpBMFAgOpOQVF-CDGqKzqh8Eovi2pOQMcnz-V_t5hT_R_xzNMn6VBtN0M/s400/Destin.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>One of the founders of our company finally took a much needed vacation, and spent a week in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Destin,_Florida">Destin, Florida</a>. He tells me it's called the "Redneck Riviera", and claims it boasts some of the most beautiful beaches in the world, with powdered sugar-like sands and crystal clear, emerald green waters. From the back of the postcard: "<em>The city of Destin is located on a peninsula separating the Gulf of Mexico from Choctawhatchee Bay. The peninsula was originally an island, but hurricanes and sea level changes gradually connected the island to the mainland</em>."Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-20415799622876759122011-11-07T09:00:00.000-08:002011-11-07T09:00:08.706-08:00Square Postcards with Square Centers MissingRegular readers know that my friends are a great source of postcards for me. Recently, my friend, Marcia, went to New York City and brought back some postcards, the likes of which I'd never seen before. All our perfectly square, with a square hole in the center of each:<br />
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Okay, this one makes sense - Times SQUARE.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maybe this one is a comment on the missing World Trade Center Towers.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">P.S. I'm not positive the postal service will actually handle these. I think I'll mail one to myself and find out. Stay tuned...</div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-60526107980525075052011-11-06T22:28:00.000-08:002011-11-06T22:28:50.728-08:00Dutch SheepOne of my favorite <a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/">Postcrossing </a>postcards ever, from Cynthia in the Netherlands. I love the picture and the message, both posted below for your reading pleasure....<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This postcard from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kyrgyzstan">Krygyzstan</a> is a first for me - a postcard from one of the "-stan" countries - sent by my friend, Andrew. He and his girlfriend have embarked on some incredibly exotic and adventurous trips, one of which had them traveling overland throughout Central Asia. Andrew describes it on the back of the postcard as, "..this country is so beautiful.....Having a great time here trekking around beautiful mountain valleys and soaking up the local Muslim culture in towns."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The Wikipedia entry on Kyrgyzstan offers this random piece of information that might come in handy the next time you have a friend turning forty, and are looking for a more exotic reference to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/40_(number)">"forty"</a> than "40 days and 40 nights", "The 40 Year Old Virgin", "Forty Winks" or "Drinking 40s". From Wikipedia:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><u></u><em>"Kyrgyz" is believed to have been derived from the Turkic word for "forty", in reference to the forty clans of </em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epic_of_Manas"><em>Manas</em></a><em>, a legendary hero who united forty regional clans against the </em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uyghur_Khaganate" title="Uyghur Khaganate"><em>Uyghers</em></a><em>. Literally it means "We are forty". At the time, in the early 9th century AD, the Uyghers dominated much of Central Asia (including Kyrgyzstan), Mongolia, and parts of Russia and China.</em><br />
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<em>By extension, Kyrgyz is also thought to mean "unconquerable" or "undefeatable".</em><br />
<em>The 40-ray sun on the </em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_Kyrgyzstan" title="Flag of Kyrgyzstan"><em>flag of Kyrgyzstan</em></a><em> is a reference to those same forty tribes and the graphical element in the sun's center depicts the wooden crown of a </em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yurt" title="Yurt"><em>yurt</em></a><em> – a portable dwelling traditionally used by nomads in the steppes of Central Asia.</em><br />
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A while back, I posted a series of cow postcards. I was surprised at how many I had. (You can check them out <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2011/06/swiss-cows.html">here</a> (Swiss cows), <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-cows-standing.html">here</a> (German cows), <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-even-more-cows.html">here</a> (cow identification), <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-even-more-cows.html">here</a> (modern cow art), and <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2011/06/speaking-of-beefeaters.html">here</a> (Texan cows). The cows above are Dutch cows, sent by Dina in The Netherlands through <a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/">Postcrossing</a>. I love two things about this card. <br />
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1. The perspective of the photo. Who would have thought these cows could look so majestic?<br />
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2. The message from Dina: "This is a card about cows. We have a lot of them here."<br />
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My fascination with cows isn't an obsession, but I am intrigued. At one point in my life, I had quite a few cow tchotchkes around, and still have a few of them, including a ceramic cow that must be from the 20s or 30s (it was my grandmother's) complete with chiffon dress, straw hat and pearls, and the cow we call "the house deity" who is quite majestic, even with a shawl collar robe over his shoulders. I'd kind of forgotten about all the cows, until they started showing up as postcards.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-1166207088020641922011-08-31T22:03:00.000-07:002011-08-31T22:03:37.181-07:00Art Series - Paper Dresses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhatjdmgDcRiNoOQ6hkmZJrNw5GvPLzyDAMA19CLc-iqxvU92OW_M7XK1ie_G-9d__AJlEb5Y8SrJg7k_4V01HKR_KFWzQ1lT0DXgxtGobL1KW5UovJw2T887004HOhWS-uqW9gbdEHhJs/s1600/paper+dresses+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhatjdmgDcRiNoOQ6hkmZJrNw5GvPLzyDAMA19CLc-iqxvU92OW_M7XK1ie_G-9d__AJlEb5Y8SrJg7k_4V01HKR_KFWzQ1lT0DXgxtGobL1KW5UovJw2T887004HOhWS-uqW9gbdEHhJs/s400/paper+dresses+001.jpg" width="285" xaa="true" /></a></div>I seem to keep missing limited run exhibits at museums around San Francisco. Here is an examples of one. It was called "Pulp Fashion: The art of Isabelle de Borchgrave". Friends who went said it was incredible. Oh well, at least I saw the postcard. Here's the <a href="http://legionofhonor.famsf.org/legion/exhibitions/pulp-fashion-art-isabelle-de-borchgrave">description of the exhibit:</a><br />
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<em>Belgian artist Isabelle de Borchgrave is a painter by training, but textile and costume are her muses. Working in collaboration with leading costume historians and young fashion designers, de Borchgrave crafts a world of splendor from the simplest rag paper. Painting and manipulating the paper, she forms trompe l’oeil masterpieces of elaborate dresses inspired by rich depictions in early European painting or by iconic costumes in museum collections around the world. The Legion of Honor is the first American museum to dedicate an entire exhibition to the work of Isabelle de Borchgrave, although her creations have been widely displayed in Europe.</em><br />
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<em>Pulp Fashion draws on several themes and presents quintessential examples in the history of costume—from Renaissance finery of the Medici family and gowns worn by Elizabeth I and Marie-Antoinette to the creations of the grand couturiers Frederick Worth, Paul Poiret, Christian Dior, and Coco Chanel. Special attention is given to the creations and studio of Mariano Fortuny, the eccentric early-20th-century artist who is both a major source of inspiration to de Borchgrave and a kindred spirit.</em><br />
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"<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>A Museum for the American Style Water Pumping Windmill and Related Exhibits on Wind Electric. The purpose of the American Wind Power Center ... is to interpret the relations of humans, the environment and technology through the medium of a museum of wind power history.</em>" </span></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The windmill featured in this postcard is "The Woman's Windmill": </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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The site also describes it as "chicken-like". If I were a roadrunner, I'd prefer "ground-dwelling cuckoo" to "chicken-like". Also about this bird from the back of the postcard: <br />
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The Cornell Lab of Ornithology also includes the sounds of individual birds, and the roadrunner's sound is nothing like the famous "beep beep beep" of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wile_E._Coyote_and_Road_Runner">Wile E. Coyote/Road Runner Looney Tune cartoon</a> fame.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-24498690675017202152011-06-20T06:00:00.000-07:002011-08-27T07:15:15.017-07:00College Series - Belgorod State University<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBD56Q9RuCuYxoWHVc7mpYjIRzHRFgV6J4JPKASot8_DXK9em0JVh_4zTgPx7dFkWjhL_LBOp5zMRL10MhejTreIKbN9IAmqiyhGQMmT3nH0JNZQdmx_nK-uunqeBe06tgnv3YISMTpY8/s1600/Colleges+Belgorod+State+Univ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="262" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBD56Q9RuCuYxoWHVc7mpYjIRzHRFgV6J4JPKASot8_DXK9em0JVh_4zTgPx7dFkWjhL_LBOp5zMRL10MhejTreIKbN9IAmqiyhGQMmT3nH0JNZQdmx_nK-uunqeBe06tgnv3YISMTpY8/s400/Colleges+Belgorod+State+Univ.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Lately it's been a "Paucity of Postcards" rather than a "Plethora of Postcards". It's been a crazy summer with lots of house guests and a new job! But back to the college series....<br />
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Here's a university I had never heard of (or the town either): <a href="http://www.bsu.edu.ru/">Belgorod State University</a> (BSU?). It is located in Belgorod Oblast, which is in the southern part of Russia, on the border with Ukraine. [Note: "oblast" is an administrative division in slavic countries. This is not the same as "state", but rather more like "zone", "province", "area" or "region".]<br />
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belgorod_State_University">Belgorod State University</a> is quite large, with 89 departments. It is known for its program dedicated to teaching Russian, both on campus and around the world. Looks beautiful!Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-14106890469235142152011-06-19T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-19T06:00:02.765-07:00College Series - Loyola Marymount<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AnoIujOx2y3DovJWfJk-cIVJPRpfoHVzGIQ3_oLC77Iu74Oi8UVamkDktan8aSAhwBqVxhurXo2KoUpWwMXCPV3YIEw5wM5T-28jHwrx79VkL5LE0AW_pcvfKTS1212O4CULGgSwovk/s1600/Colleges+1+LMU.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="278" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AnoIujOx2y3DovJWfJk-cIVJPRpfoHVzGIQ3_oLC77Iu74Oi8UVamkDktan8aSAhwBqVxhurXo2KoUpWwMXCPV3YIEw5wM5T-28jHwrx79VkL5LE0AW_pcvfKTS1212O4CULGgSwovk/s400/Colleges+1+LMU.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Haven't posted any colleges for a while, and in this month of college graduations, perhaps I should.<br />
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My niece just graduated from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loyola_Marymount_University">Loyola Marymount </a>(LMU), located in Los Angeles. She was (and still is) a deejay for the campus radio station, <a href="http://www.kxlu.com/">KXLU</a>, which she tells me is known as one of the best campus radio stations in the country. I take her word for it! One thing the station is known for is a program "Demolistens", in which only demo tapes are played. The station claims it was the first to air the music of more than a few of today's top bands. (Here's a link to my niece's <a href="http://www.kxlu.com/playlists/molly.htm">play lists</a>.) <br />
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For spring vacation, each year for four years, my niece would bring a friend or two and come stay with us in San Francisco. On the last visit, with two of her radio station pals,<a href="http://www.kxlu.com/playlists/The_Ali_Cat_Showdown.htm"> Ali</a> and Pascal, they left me a KXLU snuggie. It's black with a tasteful, if too small, KXLU logo on it. One of the best house guest presents of all time!Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-10431357340030380972011-06-18T08:56:00.000-07:002011-06-18T08:56:44.884-07:00Crater Lake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94G8vr_M4iUmL9memB4A7CrYZFNL1oDo9pFFVy3nt8IcHMdJrlL8XUx_kG6wpVqroAhqlGpV0pRELH5FbhJ6_KFI8fxsGF_OsuyRsdjd-1csb7vY4alGcQ2rlSN_3b069_ZbhxYm4LFI/s1600/Crater+Lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="295" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94G8vr_M4iUmL9memB4A7CrYZFNL1oDo9pFFVy3nt8IcHMdJrlL8XUx_kG6wpVqroAhqlGpV0pRELH5FbhJ6_KFI8fxsGF_OsuyRsdjd-1csb7vY4alGcQ2rlSN_3b069_ZbhxYm4LFI/s400/Crater+Lake.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I may have mentioned my son is in college in Oregon, so we've driven to and from there multiple times over the last few years. On one of these drives, I took a side trip over to Crater Lake. <br />
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It really is as beautiful as the picture, and it's easy to stand at the edge of the cliff and just stare into it for a long time. There's some sort of a boat trip on the lake, but I don't care to ever take it. I'd rather just stare into the lake from above.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-31305305766085758692011-06-16T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-16T11:21:17.699-07:00Art Series V, Louisa S Cooper<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xGNMRxb9rtiEx4ekMYrMc89cDdI1PBN3mJgml77WqwYE6bzy42n0hFc6Bre7wEbP0N2BMe1DEGKOxyLLv5Q-aSStQRP8s5nJQSxjTAWrhnmPDT94c2Uwt5i6T9y-yEVCng4TLuZXr28/s1600/Art+Louisa+Cooper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xGNMRxb9rtiEx4ekMYrMc89cDdI1PBN3mJgml77WqwYE6bzy42n0hFc6Bre7wEbP0N2BMe1DEGKOxyLLv5Q-aSStQRP8s5nJQSxjTAWrhnmPDT94c2Uwt5i6T9y-yEVCng4TLuZXr28/s400/Art+Louisa+Cooper.jpg" t8="true" width="287" /></a></div><a href="http://www.louisacooper.com/">Louisa S. Cooper</a> was "Mrs. Witter" to me, and a mainstay of our multi-family Labor Day beach weeks in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carpinteria,_California">Carpinteria</a>, when I was a kid. She long ago divorced Mr. Witter (now deceased), remarried and moved to Hawaii. I don't know if she was a painter then, but she certainly became one.<br />
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It's funny how unaware of the interests, hobbies and professional lives of the adults around us we were growing up. It seems kids now are much more aware, although perhaps I'm kidding myself (pun unintentional).<br />
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I do remember that she was a bit more exotic, and somehow different than some of the other moms. Perhaps it was that she was slightly more liberal in the conservative domain of Pasadena, or perhaps it was the artist in her. Perhaps it was because she smoked. Who knows? But it is fun to see her work, and know that she succeeded, living the life of an artist, in Hawaii no less.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-36860131088746611082011-06-15T06:01:00.000-07:002011-06-15T06:01:00.953-07:00Art Series IV, Polish Artist<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXXFhps5vhTamuyrKwpxkdJRAjZpC35GUOi-Jh0AladQxnxCREIuxhZZ5CHNPFHUrFFK_LqAfl8dNfU6poIcNx4gXNh3EoKt5Y-BaG9oZCTYGMvVnShmd8tz7PcGskul-IMKxRjZqPSo/s1600/art+Poland+Jerzy+Wo%25C5%2582oszynowicz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHXXFhps5vhTamuyrKwpxkdJRAjZpC35GUOi-Jh0AladQxnxCREIuxhZZ5CHNPFHUrFFK_LqAfl8dNfU6poIcNx4gXNh3EoKt5Y-BaG9oZCTYGMvVnShmd8tz7PcGskul-IMKxRjZqPSo/s400/art+Poland+Jerzy+Wo%25C5%2582oszynowicz.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><br />
This painting (oil on canvas) by Jerzy Wołoszynowicz is entitled, "Sunset over <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ostr%C3%B3w_Tumski,_Wroc%C5%82aw">Ostrow Tumski</a>, the view from Grunwaldzki Bridge". The card came through <a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/">Postcrossing</a> from Dominik who lives in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wroc%C5%82aw">Wroclaw</a> in the southwest of Poland. Turns out Ostrow ("island") Tumski is an important archaeological site in Wroclaw.<br />
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I can't find much about <a href="http://www.inyourpocket.com/poland/wroclaw/concerts-culture-events-entertainment/Exhibitions/Jerzy-Woloszynowicz_75473v">Jerzy Wołoszynowicz</a>, but a tourist guide features an exhibition for him, describing his as <em>"... a painter, draughtsman and industrial designer. Best-known locally for his wild animal paintings on the walls of Wrocław, here you can see works showing the ruins of the post-war city and other later aspects of Wrocław. Also included will be the artist's surrealist paintings and drawings." </em>The wild animal paintings look amazing.<br />
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Here's something I might not have mentioned about Postcrossing before. People post profiles of themselves, and often name specifics types of postcards they might like. On mine I mention that I love learning about local music and art, and when I'm lucky, I get music and/or art postcards from a variety of countries. In this way, I learn about artists I would probably never hear of otherwise, such as Jerzy Wołoszynowicz.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-34794626280439494082011-06-14T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-14T06:00:02.493-07:00Art Series III, Art of the Bahamas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxshShCPmCn8GP5TJJJ7ZvUKC-8OjnJmRqDjzMTvjbOm6fmoDvKUKF0g0CwnJ0xvdyAnM0t53LZifs75vd37KB6kOhXlTzsFJW2QwCMm-1qxkLMOdR3JD9blBb9DxnfBVxAdPPxwIwf0/s1600/Bahamas+art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxshShCPmCn8GP5TJJJ7ZvUKC-8OjnJmRqDjzMTvjbOm6fmoDvKUKF0g0CwnJ0xvdyAnM0t53LZifs75vd37KB6kOhXlTzsFJW2QwCMm-1qxkLMOdR3JD9blBb9DxnfBVxAdPPxwIwf0/s400/Bahamas+art.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Here is "Sacred Spaces", an installation by <a href="http://www.antoniusroberts.com/about.html">Antonius Roberts</a>, the most renowned artist of the Bahamas. In his own words, Sacred Spaces<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>"...was born out of my deep-seated respect for the sanctity and significance of our trees and forests. This particular site on the island of New Providence in The Bahamas, has many Casuarina trees which erode our shoreline. Instead of simply cutting them down and discarding them, I transformed them, where they are still rooted in the ground, into the beautiful ‘Sacred Women’ that you see, with the intention to mark the triumph of hope and determination to conserve our heritage over that which is discarded or destroyed in the name of progress.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><em>This site is also of historical significance to us as these cliffs, bordering a former sugar plantation, were the landing site for some of the first African slaves to be brought here. These elegant carvings bend towards the ocean and to Africa. Their eyes delineate the space and the metal bells in the trees, fabricated by a fellow artist, Tyrone Ferguson, carry their voices back to Africa.</em><em><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>To me, Sacred implies not only spiritual inspiration and creative freedom but encompasses all those things that should be left intact to bear witness to the significance of our cultural heritage. It is my belief and my intention, given the opportunity, to continue to create Sacred Spaces not only throughout the islands of The Bahamas, but throughout the world where each site would dictate to me its own unique energy and guide my hands to define the form and shape that it should take."</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Not much I can add to that, but here's more on the park itself (<a href="http://www.drhiggs-eyesoneducation.com/SacredSpaceCliftonHeritageNationalParkBahamas.htm">Clifton Heritage National Park</a>).<br />
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P.S. Thanks to Jennifer for brining me this card from her travels!</div></div></div></div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-60258369719187073662011-06-13T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-13T06:00:23.410-07:00Art Series, continued - Puppet from France<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDeuWJ1ocn_X9N4U1r2TVvtc_zh_BheEZajlOi-xF_7Kp1-hHEmCmDRKplGDSfI6mkF5UltG4W-ezGO0WdDxNqXNnv5BnxtiipTteNTEliljsMzqKfW24oCa93BTCJDZogFHryBjj59c/s1600/art+marionette+ofLyon+Gnafron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDeuWJ1ocn_X9N4U1r2TVvtc_zh_BheEZajlOi-xF_7Kp1-hHEmCmDRKplGDSfI6mkF5UltG4W-ezGO0WdDxNqXNnv5BnxtiipTteNTEliljsMzqKfW24oCa93BTCJDZogFHryBjj59c/s400/art+marionette+ofLyon+Gnafron.jpg" t8="true" width="267" /></a></div>Here we have Gnafron, a classic Lyon puppet and character in the French puppet show, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guignol">Guignol </a>(also the name of the main character). From the wiki: <br />
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I suppose Guignol would be the equivalent of an English "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punch_and_Judy">Punch and Judy</a>", although unlike any character in Punch and Judy, Gnafron is a drunk. Leave it to the French. <br />
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A translated wiki shows a little of <a href="http://translate.google.com/translate?hl=en&sl=fr&u=http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gnafron&ei=z83qTdT0EIS8sQORmKn0DQ&sa=X&oi=translate&ct=result&resnum=1&sqi=2&ved=0CCAQ7gEwAA&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dgnafron%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1345%26bih%3D476%26prmd%3Divns">Gnafron's history</a>, and it appears he is the inseparable companion of Guignol.<br />
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It must be time for marionettes to make a comeback, as it's an art form that hasn't enjoyed a resurgence for a while. Hmmm.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-10796073509715240232011-06-12T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-12T06:00:03.990-07:00Moving on to Art - Yuki Moinuma<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-ytLnEV9GBYfuZFEfhrON5Oew2ltArSv43FdFJVCux-jO61rHiBQRGbvG25NEzEWFjMsxngti4kpPudKY91YRZ8jy9aSONcS6DPAQQmX_thj8c-kpZNEBjZYb6fQUuPToTHX_DIol2Q/s1600/art+Yuki+Koinuma+Japan+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-ytLnEV9GBYfuZFEfhrON5Oew2ltArSv43FdFJVCux-jO61rHiBQRGbvG25NEzEWFjMsxngti4kpPudKY91YRZ8jy9aSONcS6DPAQQmX_thj8c-kpZNEBjZYb6fQUuPToTHX_DIol2Q/s320/art+Yuki+Koinuma+Japan+%25282%2529.jpg" t8="true" width="224" /></a></div>Yuki Moinuma is an illustrator in Japan, much of whose work is used on stationery type items. I could find several fans of her work, but not a lot of information about the artist herself.<br />
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You can see more of her work <a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=yuki+koinuma&hl=en&biw=1345&bih=476&prmd=ivnso&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=WMnqTZumCYS6sQPjj-znDQ&ved=0CBkQsAQ">here</a>. Or the work of another Japanese modern artist, Chinatsu Ban, whom I've blogged about before <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2009/10/postal-crossings.html">here</a>.<br />
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This postcard was sent by Tomomi from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shizuoka,_Shizuoka">Shizuoka</a>, Japan through Postcrossing.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-11759893964552448402011-06-10T06:20:00.000-07:002011-06-10T06:20:00.483-07:00Japanese Umbrellas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Cv2Tx-Xm6Ct-8NIvrPh61QgL5flvnAhOD4imSwa7eDnMUnUwOrCF4cgtppFGQ-zZD92j8TdhrmWKeHH7lvXKywkriMsN_-LSBxyFBrGYRwPxKjrIASjuelibaTw10WYBjyOkyTNpTZ4/s1600/Japan+Kyoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Cv2Tx-Xm6Ct-8NIvrPh61QgL5flvnAhOD4imSwa7eDnMUnUwOrCF4cgtppFGQ-zZD92j8TdhrmWKeHH7lvXKywkriMsN_-LSBxyFBrGYRwPxKjrIASjuelibaTw10WYBjyOkyTNpTZ4/s400/Japan+Kyoto.jpg" width="281" /></a></div><br />
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In case you haven't noticed, I'm having fun with segues, shifting effortlessly (at least in my view) from "The Umbrellas" of Christos in California and Japan, to umbrellas in Japan.<br />
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Another<a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/"> Postcrossing</a> postcard, this time from Kazue who lives in Nara, close to Kyoto. To me, this is a spectacularly beautiful, and very Japanese image, which came to mind often during and after the tsunami in Japan. I find the stark contrast between this shot and the shots of the tsunami destruction particularly moving.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Japan is a bucket list place for me, in part because I lived there for a couple of years when I was very young, and while I spent a lot of time with our Japanese neighbors, I don't remember anything. I'm told I spoke Japanese at a two-year old level, which is how old I was. When I am with a group of Japanese speakers, I feel the rhythm of their language at a visceral level, and would love to immerse myself in the culture one day. I'm convinced the language is buried in the deep structure of my brain, and through a combination of studying and total immersion, I might actually be able to learn the language without too much difficulty. Wishful thinking, perhaps, or not..</div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-60007612740810798482011-06-09T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-09T06:00:12.987-07:00The Umbrellas (Christos II)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVmzrTtUoeQVwtnPRIh5-TYSONbaIcbHC8Z_rxfTaPA_1l8CMFOx8nJ_it0I0uuKBtYBdIijDb6aQXnWaSAn1ar9MfyJ0nsxL8hJtyxPcK2sznOq_5wSdIB3vJRVM2mXrlJPNl2eJ8Rk/s1600/art+cristos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVmzrTtUoeQVwtnPRIh5-TYSONbaIcbHC8Z_rxfTaPA_1l8CMFOx8nJ_it0I0uuKBtYBdIijDb6aQXnWaSAn1ar9MfyJ0nsxL8hJtyxPcK2sznOq_5wSdIB3vJRVM2mXrlJPNl2eJ8Rk/s400/art+cristos.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7daFDipm2EmokqRI5WMkq_abPMOpNGGaaNp-0Yu4g4XXCMROqF5ABZeMSpe3uSjrpZN2fW4-NrULzSvz83jLKwmgwIGDhrgPpt418THLj6l6tmyN1EkElJCzN-PpLg-f6RGAQsOGGTs/s1600/Art+Christos+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="276" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7daFDipm2EmokqRI5WMkq_abPMOpNGGaaNp-0Yu4g4XXCMROqF5ABZeMSpe3uSjrpZN2fW4-NrULzSvz83jLKwmgwIGDhrgPpt418THLj6l6tmyN1EkElJCzN-PpLg-f6RGAQsOGGTs/s400/Art+Christos+.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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It's been unusually wet this June in California. In fact, by the time this is posted, we may have broken all recorded records for amount of rain in the month of June, and the month isn't even over. For that reason, these postcards seem particularly appropriate. My mom recently unearthed them while packing up her home of 48 years, saved from an excursion she and a bunch of friends took to see the "Umbrellas" in 1991.<br />
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One of many environmental works of art that <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christo_and_Jeanne-Claude">Christos</a> (and his wife Jeanne-Claude) have installed around the world, "The Umbrellas" were erected simultaneously in Japan and the United States. From the wiki: <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> <em>In December 1990, after much preparation, the first steel bases for the umbrellas were installed. In September 1991, the umbrellas were brought to their places by 2,000 workers. In California, some of the bases were transported to the site by helicopter. The final cost of the project totaled $26 US million. By 7 September, 1,340 blue umbrellas in Ibaraki and 1,760 yellow umbrellas at the Tejon Ranch in southern California had been set up; the exhibition opened on 9 October 1991. In total, 3 million people saw the umbrellas, each measuring 6 meters in height and 8.66 meters in diameter. The umbrellas became a huge tourist attraction, finding use as everything from picnic spots to wedding altars. </em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>Although their work is visually impressive and often controversial as a result of its scale, the artists have repeatedly denied that their projects contain any deeper meaning than their immediate aesthetic impact. The purpose of their art, they contend, is simply to create works of art or joy and beauty and to create new ways of seeing familiar landscapes.</em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I saw this installation only from the highway, while driving from San Francisco to Los Angeles, but I remember well all the excitement it generated.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">P.S. I wrote a post about the Christos New York "Gates" installation a while back. You can read that <a href="http://aplethoraofpostcards.blogspot.com/2009/11/gates.html">here</a>.</div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-20469838212790979132011-06-08T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-08T06:00:09.461-07:00Swiss Cows<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCLNsnGPb6I075iZS3vubiRPg5IaO4VlF92nf9jSy1Vv6ZtL7cWPEzjXeNdAB_UxHYg4p5HePe9IfVR9Rg2XcxW4EN9hSyyzo-q3SguZHRAu2FPF9LhgrJzKV7LUWwhyYJ884sUG_zb0Q/s1600/animals+cows2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCLNsnGPb6I075iZS3vubiRPg5IaO4VlF92nf9jSy1Vv6ZtL7cWPEzjXeNdAB_UxHYg4p5HePe9IfVR9Rg2XcxW4EN9hSyyzo-q3SguZHRAu2FPF9LhgrJzKV7LUWwhyYJ884sUG_zb0Q/s400/animals+cows2.jpg" t8="true" width="290" /></a></div>We have to love Swiss cows - from them we get Swiss cheese and Swiss chocolates!<br />
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This is another P<a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/">ostcrossing</a> postcard, from a Swiss mom. She sent me a big stack of postcards, some made from pictures she'd taken herself, as a "thank you" for sending her a stack of San Francisco postcards. Turns out her daughter, age 12, is a HUGE San Francisco fan, and the mom wanted to give her a bunch of San Francisco postcards for Christmas. I was more than happy to oblige, and sent several. In return, not only did I receive several great postcards (including this one), I also received a picture of the daughter, in a San Francisco t-shirt, holding up my postcards and looking very happy. <br />
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Definitely made my day.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-13430742791546623992011-06-07T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-07T06:00:13.636-07:00The Last Cows Standing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="278" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrATmgSwtcZrXvohGibfCGJ-37AcTl9kveXz5KYxmwD8LXwSsbyhGM4CAxWQKt7xgXlhxE4h0OdYmg1XXCeSLi-UtxDsJ1C7KWj92YF3XpueuHPDmGTsKE90Cy1JITHjJEO03Sg0ZDQjw/s400/animals+cows.jpg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Another cow postcard, this one from Leny, a fellow <a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/">Postcrossing</a> member. From the back of the card, "I'm Leny... I live in the south of the Netherlands, a few km from Germany and Belgium...." How many beautiful corners of the world there are, and here's a postcard from one of them.</div>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-84761945208872406522011-06-06T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-06T06:00:12.117-07:00And Even More Cows<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUeUsfBznkabOaKTlnrpODXa54cePyVX2oco_mw6l_Ma0VKneqWBWYuNPZWTuXMhQoEd2L61Y1ivKjb8_pgOQSkp1YeF9SO2rPESRo9_ZxgaCx_0zkglRcqnferc16imZ406rntScfXs/s1600/Cows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUeUsfBznkabOaKTlnrpODXa54cePyVX2oco_mw6l_Ma0VKneqWBWYuNPZWTuXMhQoEd2L61Y1ivKjb8_pgOQSkp1YeF9SO2rPESRo9_ZxgaCx_0zkglRcqnferc16imZ406rntScfXs/s400/Cows.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Should I be calling this the "cow series" instead of the "animal series"? This is the third postcard featuring cows and I actually have a couple more! Do the cows warrant their own series? It is a subseries of the animal series? One could get carried away with classifying, if one were so inclined. <br />
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Note to self: must reconfigure postcard classification system.Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3261183627726791341.post-7975140636910701462011-06-05T06:00:00.000-07:002011-06-05T06:00:05.348-07:00More Cows<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqyfRk1p_q5llrynALtXt8rGCVX-8wXG1Opln0OM7eIhiyE4lL7G547GTkFOZnVpjvJOvYwYvVNmGp_5x45qPfF3Jiy11_zT-pzoKCRYL1_EbCUzjIJFD1V8x36Oh868RELPp5mBDtcc/s1600/animals+cows4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqyfRk1p_q5llrynALtXt8rGCVX-8wXG1Opln0OM7eIhiyE4lL7G547GTkFOZnVpjvJOvYwYvVNmGp_5x45qPfF3Jiy11_zT-pzoKCRYL1_EbCUzjIJFD1V8x36Oh868RELPp5mBDtcc/s400/animals+cows4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>It's a two- fer! (Two for one, for the non-native English speaking readers.)<br />
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Not only does this belong to the animal series, but it also qualifies as part of an art series - "Sofa Art XIII Down on the Farm".<br />
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Actually, <a href="http://www.artsvisalia.org/022011.php">Sofa Art</a> is an annual art competition in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visalia,_California">Visalia</a>, California, and recently completed its 16th year. Visalia is in the central valley of California, an area not necessarily known for its art scene. However, you can't beat if for its tree fruit (peaches, plums, nectarines, apricots) and nuts (almonds, pistachios, walnuts).<br />
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It sounds like a lot of fun, and I can only imagine what additional sofa art might look like. Is all sofa art 2-dimensional, or does it include sculpture as well?<br />
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P.S. A shout out to my friend, Steve, who lives in Visalia and is a constant contributor to my ever-growing postcard collection. Thanks, Steve!Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04077250414047064301noreply@blogger.com2