postcards

New Additions to My Travel Trinkets Canada Postcard Collection

Magda sent me a gift of new sets of designs she created to add to the very impressive body of work at Travel Trinkets Canada. I’m proud to say I have all the cards Magda has created. It’s not often a person can say they have a compete set in a collection. I now have several albums filled with postcards from this talented designer (and mother to the cutest Basset puppy of all time).

I want to stay in a glass igloo and see the Aurora Borealis
Terrific wordplay. I forking love these.
Yes, Albert the Hound has his own postcards! Cutest pup on the internet.

Here’s an article that nicely summarizes cognitive awe.

What would you do if I sang out of tune?

I was 10 years old when 400,000 people went to Max Yasgur’s farm and hung out for three days of Peace, Love, and Music. But I listened to many of the songs over and over again when my friend Paulie’s older brother bought the Woodstock album in 1971 and blasted it on his porch. My dad hated it. I loved it. Check out this three-day set list to see what a wow the music was. Also, if you love music and that Summer of Love, I’d highly recommend the Woodstock documentary that was released in 2019.

What got me thinking about Woodstock? This postcard and pin published by Bethel Woods Center and sent to me from that historic site. Here’s a direct link to the 35 postcards they sell.

Anne from Postmark’d Studio went to Woodstock recently and sent this super cool card.
If you want a laugh today, check out the misheard lyrics to this song.
This pin is attached to the postcard. I want to get a surplus Army jacket and pin it on there.
Two of my favorite stamps ever were part of this package — John Lennon and Woodstock Rocks on Forever

Hawkeye the Postcard Pup

Hawkeye licks his lips in anticipation of a treat

When I finish writing my postcards and other correspondence each morning, I take a photograph of what I’m sending. And when that camera clicks, that’s Hawkeye the Postcard Pup’s cue we’re going to walk to the mailbox. It’s a happy moment for him — he gets to sniff the post on the mailbox, chase a squirrel, and nibble a few acorns before he comes in the house for a treat. My treat comes a few hours later when the mail is delivered. Hawkeye and I both love postcards.

E27: Ziggy Stardust Sends Postcards from the Trans-Siberian Railway

Lillian (as Ziggy Stardust) at Podcast Movement

Ziggy Stardust and I are talking about postcards.

Okay, it’s not Ziggy, but it’s a striking likeness. I’m in Philadelphia with author, financial consultant and highly acclaimed podcasterLillian Carabaic. We’re talking about postcards; and she’s turning heads.

We’re sitting in the speaker’s lounge at Podcast Movement. Lillian just finished giving her talk — Breaking Through Creative Blocks Like Bowie — to 100+ podcasters in the most dynamic presentation of the four-day conference. She’s dressed in an asymmetrical blue spandex bodysuit festooned with lightning bolts. She’s sporting a magenta wig. Loads of blue eye shadow. And she’s perched atop iridescent six-inch platform boots. Perched might not be the right word — Lillian/Ziggy demonstrated an overhead kick while onstage in those tall boots. You see, she was once a competitive figure skater.

We met a couple days earlier in a keynote session. What were the odds that I got to sit near a storyteller who sent hundreds of geo-tagged postcards that she wrote on the Trans-Siberian Railway? And that we would start talking about postcards at all considering it’s a conference about podcasting? Oh, the odds. Must be like 2,500 to 1. (87.6% of statistics are made up on the spot.)

I wrote 273 postcards on the train as we crossed Siberia and Mongolia. And I geo-tagged them all.

Lillian and I talk about her travel from Dublin, Ireland to Holyhead, Wales on the ferry. Then on a train to Berlin. And Moscow. And on the Trans-Siberian Railway and Trans-Mongolian Railway to Beijing. And then one more train to Shanghai. (I wonder if she was listening to China Girl when her train rattled into The Land of the Red Dragon.) All the while writing postcards and geo-tagging every one of her postcards that she sent to fans who were following her journey.

This is Part 1 of what could be a multi-part interview series. Lillian is super high energy and so much fun. She’s interesting. And she writes postcards. With glitter.

Postcards written on the Trans-Siberian Railway

You can order Lillian’s book, Get Your Money Together: Your Purr-fect Finance Book, here.

Her radio show and podcast, Oh My Dollar!, can be found here.

And you can hire her to give talks and courses about financial planning by clicking here.

Music in the episode is Japanese Prog by Rushus and is licensed under a Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives (aka Music Sharing) 3.0 International License.

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E16: Frank Warren of PostSecret

This is a special snapshot of who we were in the world for a very specific moment in time.
–Frank Warren of PostSecret, talking about sending postcards in this episode of Postcardist.

In this special episode of the Postcardist podcast, I interview Frank Warren of PostSecret, “an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a postcard.” We talk about Frank’s early start with postcards, the million+ cards he’s received and read, and the connections postcards make in the world.

You can see new PostSecrets every Sunday on the site. And you can see Frank’s TED Talk here. The San Diego Museum of Man exhibit we talk about in the show is here. And Frank has written six best-selling books.

And if you want to send a postcard to PostSecret, here’s the address:

This is a show you’ll want to listen to more than once. Thanks so much to Frank Warren for being on the show.

 

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SOLO ACOUSTIC GUITAR by Jason Shaw is licensed under a Attribution 3.0 United States License.  Music sourced from Free Music Archive.