Wednesday, October 7, 2009
A few weeks ago, I remembered to check the mail at my studio, and there, in the inbox, was an actual letter. Hand written, addressed and mailed. It was a pleasant surprise, both the card and the fact that this particular person had actually taken the time to do what we all did before there were iPhones and email.
Thanks Max for the reminder that the art of the letter isn't a lost one.
Sometime last week, while perusing We Love You So, I came across these correspondence and postcard sets from Yellow Owl in San Francisco.
Here's an assignment, brighten someone's day and write them a letter.
And then re-watch Jacques Tati's Jour de Fete.