And we just watched...
The women of my family feel very strongly about the hand-written letter. We trade paper mail every week. Mother to daughter, daughter to mother's mother, mother's mother to daughter's daughter and daughter to mother. These are the possible combinations.
Sometimes I write love letters...sometimes they have flowers in them...sometimes I stop writing and start painting scenery on them...sometimes they are filled with nonsensical advice. The kind that is really more kinesthetic and therefore essentially useless in spoken or written language.
The other night I received a letter from someone I strongly feel should play a much more prominent role in my life. The kind of gal that I rarely see but consider to be one of my 'best.' She prints, and forms her 'a's like a typed 'a'. a a a a . She is an artist so the printing is very pretty and there are a few gold sparkles inside. Just a few...to make the reader wonder if there really are sparkles at all. Oh yes- and there is a single piece of large gold confetti shaped like a doily. The contents are nonsensical- full of stories that are obviously not true, some that might be, and some that are. I like the lack of "the weather is nice" or "I've been busy doing this and this and this." I liked the excess of "this is a fragment of a larger activity that I'm involved in and you can hear about the details, which may or may not leave you with a zillion questions."
I will try to find an old box with a broken clasp (preferably one that belonged to my mother) to keep her letter in as well. That way when every computer dies we can lift old papers out of old places and feel in our hands something that someone else felt in theirs.
Sometimes I write love letters...sometimes they have flowers in them...sometimes I stop writing and start painting scenery on them...sometimes they are filled with nonsensical advice. The kind that is really more kinesthetic and therefore essentially useless in spoken or written language.
The other night I received a letter from someone I strongly feel should play a much more prominent role in my life. The kind of gal that I rarely see but consider to be one of my 'best.' She prints, and forms her 'a's like a typed 'a'. a a a a . She is an artist so the printing is very pretty and there are a few gold sparkles inside. Just a few...to make the reader wonder if there really are sparkles at all. Oh yes- and there is a single piece of large gold confetti shaped like a doily. The contents are nonsensical- full of stories that are obviously not true, some that might be, and some that are. I like the lack of "the weather is nice" or "I've been busy doing this and this and this." I liked the excess of "this is a fragment of a larger activity that I'm involved in and you can hear about the details, which may or may not leave you with a zillion questions."
I will try to find an old box with a broken clasp (preferably one that belonged to my mother) to keep her letter in as well. That way when every computer dies we can lift old papers out of old places and feel in our hands something that someone else felt in theirs.