We’ve had an amazing autumn here in Toronto with plenty of warm and sunny days. However, we finally got a bit of snow on the past weekend, so it’s not long before winter’s frigid grasp is upon us.
Before autumn leaves us, here’s a recent acquisition to celebrate the best time of year:
The chipmunks and squirrels here have also enjoyed the great weather to spend their days getting fatter than ever. It’s the same with me – so another great reason to love autumn!
Here’s one of my favourite postcards. The image just sums up how I’m often feeling – making it one of my best of the could not have said it better type:
This is what too much studying does – raises the spectre of death as one’s omnipresent companion.
This postcard was mailed to me during my time spent living in Florida. Here’s the backside:
Postcard caption: [top] “Great French painting from Cezanne to Matisse. The Barnes Exhibit Art Gallery of Ontario”
[bottom] “Paul Ceaznne (French, 1829-1906) Boy with a SKull.”
“Glen, Greetings and salutations from Jane and Finch. You know, I always thought that you were exaggerating when you spoke of York, but now I know first hand of the HELL that is this godforsake place. The MBA program? Well, at least I have only 36 more weeks of classes until I’m done. This had better help me get a job. I’m not having what I could consider to be a good time. Sigh. Ugh. BIG SIGH (sob) O, I guess it’s not THAT bad here but it is DAMN COLD!!! Something for you to look forward when you return in a couple of weeks. I hope this gets to you in Florida. Somehow this postcard seemed appropriate, the Barnes was rather impressive. Almost mostly for its incredible marketing – everything went. Thank God for Toronto. I get downtown at least once a week for the Mendelsohn Choir and I think I”ve been to more movies this fall than ever. So what does the vampire think of the Interview? Wasn’t Pitt the pitts? You must see the New Age nice, black nasty picture. Anyhow, I”m running out of space – not to mention that i’m leading an incredibly boring life at the moment Give me a call when you erturn to the Great White North. “
The strike against my employer, University of Toronto, continues on with no end in sight. Problems galore have resulted for me. In response, I would like to change a great quotation from the great W.C. Fields “A union drove me to drink and I didn’t even have the decency to thank them.”
In honour of my need to drink, here’s one of my favourites from the Collection:
This is tied as my favourite of the odd-shapes postcard type (the other one is of the Queen’s head) and is certainly among the best could not have said it better postcard images too.
Here’s the back side:
“I went to Edinburough this weekend for a hen night. It was an all new experience for me – if ever Britain and you see a large group of girls who are dressed up like either brides, cowgirls, fairies, etc. then its is bride to be. Our weekend included much scotch and a ghost hunt, as well as bowling. The wonders of British culture never cease to amaze.”
Another one of those days today and again postcards say it best.
Here’s a postcard of some torture devices almost as bad as the ones I’m enduring at my university.
This postcard was sent to me many years ago when I was living in West Germany (back when West Germany was still a country, that’s how long ago it was). Sadly, I never got a chance to visit the museum the postcard is from, the Kriminalmuseum in Rothenburg ob der Tauber, Germany.
Here is the back:
“Glen, I thought you’d get a kick out of this postcard! It is from a really [unknown] museum with lots of nifty torture devices, chastity belts, etc. See you on the 17th eh? And don’t forget to WRITE!!! Notice the Iron Maiden? Well. Say hello to X for me!! Bye bye Babs Bye Bye!”
So little to look forward to this time of year and so very many crappy things to deal with, so here’s another postcard of the Could Not Have Said It Better sort.
It’s of the Valley of Desolation, in South Africa – but I think they got the location wrong. It’s right here! No doubt, you probably have one near you too, at times anyway.
The postcard doesn’t do it justice – poor photograph that it may be, it is still just too damn cheery for its name.
Here’s the back side with a description; apparently Desolation is “beautiful”:
“I’m doing this out of order… This is the landscape around Graaf Reinet – very beautful but was 4 nights ago. Now we’re in a beautiful, serence guesthouse ina placed called Wilderness that isn’t near as wildernessy as [unknown] but it’s still beautiful, as is everywhere along here. Lots of enormous lagoons, I’ve never seen so many (if any) lagoons in my life.”
Christmas is over and Grinch that I am, I say hallelujah!
I find Christmas just too much. The postcard below depicts my resulting emotional pain and rejoicing at the end of this holiday:
The angels are supposed to be singing to the glory of God, but their facial expressions suggest otherwise (particularly the two on the right).
I feel like they know truly how I feel!
Surprisingly, this is a detail from an altarpiece – the world-famous Ghent Altarpiece (which features prominently in the recent film The Monuments Men). To see the angels piece and the entire altarpiece in amazing detail, visit the site Closer to Van Eyck.
Here’s the back side of the postcard sent to Canada from Germany.
Postcard caption (translated):
Jan Van Eyck (from 1390-1440), The Singing Angels (detail), Ghent, Ghent Altarpiece.
“Dear X. We wish you and your beloved a most joyous Christmas and a very prosperous and blessed new year. Are you planning on coming to G again? We are well so far. My mother-in-law is living with us now. Our children are growing. I am the smallest in the family now. Love Y.”
Today I leave for a MUCH-NEEDED HOLIDAY! And the reason I need a holiday… well this postcard is of the I could not have said it better sort and says it perfectly!
A friend and workmate gave this to me during a particularly stressful work time! It has never been sent, but then it’s eternal message applies to SO MANY situations!
I’m off to sunny Disney World where everyone is nice. And there will be undoubtedly be postcards galore to scour for the Collection.