You know you’re corresponding with an academic when you get postcards like these in the mail.
Sara speaks of her dissertating. The day before she mailed this postcard was the start of the three-month countdown, presumably to defense day. That seems very close, both to Sara and to me. I know she’s going to do a bang-up job though.
Postcard 1 of 3 arrived today (two days after postcards 2&3/3, if you are keeping count.)
It’s an ad for a fun-sounding film series taking place at the Heights Theater. All the films focus on the “fille fatale.” The card defines this as “a cunning girl bent on destroying her parents, or a loving daughter whose keen eye exposes dark family secrets.”
Movies listed in the series: The Bad Seed, The Big Sleep, The Curse of the Cat People, Mildred Pierce, Shadow of a Doubt.
It looks like a good film series. Someday, when my life arranges itself in a different order, I hope to be able to attend film series such as these.
Trista Hendrickson does custom pet portraits and this postcard and the one below arrived today. They are, alas, 2 of 3 and 3 of 3, so we will have to wait until the first one arrives, but any day with mail is a good day.
In this card, Sara tells me she is planning a dissertation writing retreat, which I happen to know she has done and that it went well.
She also reminded me that she sent me a picture of Lauren Strom’s work over Instagram. I couldn’t recall the picture until I went to Ms. Strom’s Etsy shop (which you can find here). Then I knew what she was talking about.
I don’t think this is the greatest introduction to Lauren Strom’s work, but I really like her stuff.
Postcards arrived today! They are labeled 2/5, 3/5, 4/5 which is good news in that I can read the middle of the message all at once. Much better than if 1/5, 3/5 and 5/5 arrived.
On this postcard (2/5) Sara realizes that she has missed my birthday entirely. She is very sorry. Her explanation makes sense to me, and I’m okay with her missing the day. She’s kind of busy.
On this postcard, good birthday wishes continue and she’s distracted enough to not comment on the bird on the front, which would have normally been a point of discussion.
And on this card—which I’m just now realized I photographed upside down, sorry Nanci Yermakoff—she continues to narrate her upset about the lack of birthday remembrance. No worries, Sara, I knew birthday wishes would be coming soon.
I look forward to seeing what future mail deliveries bring and thanks for the birthday wishes!
SKS does not like birds, or flying things in general. One of my top-five moments of uncontrollable laughter happened decades ago when she was telling me a story of defeating a moth, armed only with a canister vacuum cleaner and some cat food.
So this postcard was right up her ally.
As you can see.
She’s also stepped up her game in the addressing of the mailed items lately. I wonder if the postal delivery people notice.
Postscript: we seem to be in an era of very dark photos. I wonder if my camera settings somehow got changed?
While yesterday Megan Bell’s postcard arrived, today Eleanor McGough’s did. This postcard is labeled 1 of 4 and establishes that the postcards came from a recent open house/first weekend at a local gallery work station.
Ms. McGough’s postcard establishes that she has a website, but is still hanging on to that @aol.com email. Let it go, Ms. McGough. Let it go.