As a typical child of the 70’s and 80’s, I consider Jim Henson to be one of the most important figures of my childhood. We are a generation that grew up watching the Holy Trinity of Henson TV: Sesame Street, Muppet Show, and Fraggle Rock.
Sesame Street introduced the beauty of stop motion animation to me. Muppet Show showed me the allure of being behind the scenes. Fraggle Rock bred an awareness and fascination for the existence of perspectives different from mine.
My favorite character is Red, she’s a very cool chick, but Uncle Traveling Matt *click here for his blog* turns out to have the deepest impact on me. He traveled the outer space and sent postcards to the store outside Fraggle Rock. An adventurer. Imagine that.
I started collecting postcards sometime in the mid-90’s. This was a direct tribute to Uncle Traveling Matt, and just traveling in general.
With postcards, I don’t mean e-cards. I mean physical ones.
I have a whole stack of them. I love receiving a postcard and reading the usual short little anecdote written on them. It’s like a photograph or video of the sender, and where the sender was, what the sender saw…only more intimate.
I love the lack of self-consciousness a relaxing holiday brings. All of these elements come together preserved and beautiful in its author’s hurry, written (by hand!) by a blessed soul whose senses have just been enriched by new experiences.
Two of my recent favorites are: the one from Nelz you see above, and one of Dennis’(an old flatmate) from Mallorca.
They both ran around Europe a couple of months back, and from many of their destinations, they mailed a postcard for me. I could trace their routes ona map if I so please from the dates on their postcards. It’s like being in a movie…*musical scoring goes here*
All together now: Eyelavettootheworld!