Monday, May 17, 2010
We very rarely went to the post office so when we did have to, it was an outing (for me, anyway). Whenever we went, it always seemed busy. We didn't have a post office in our area, which is a village that was incorporated into the city of Green Bay. So when we did go, it was usually on a trip downtown, which was a big deal.
Because of my love of anything miniature, it makes perfect sense why I would love postal ephemera. Anything that is of importance on a letter has to fit in a pretty tight spot, especially these days when there are so many rules (keep the bottom 1/2 inch open for bar codes, stamps must be placed right side up, etc.).
I had a pen pal for about three weeks when I was in third or fourth grade. I believe it was set up either through our grade school, or our church; I can't remember which. While it was interesting to hear of another girl's culture (German), what I REALLY loved were the stamps and envelopes. It was thrilling to see foreign mail, addressed to l'il ol' me, in our mail box.
And, like most of the items I collect, I also love using this stuff in my artwork. Here are a few examples of postal items in a different setting: