Meeah, Borderline Grafix, Stripygoose, Marie, Kim and your host, Glorious Me

[David Stafford]

Another one of Meeah amazing envelopes arrived last week. I love these desert prophets with hair courtesy of the postal cancellation. (Nice cloakage too. I'm tellin' ya Meeah, ya gotta start doing some fabric design with your creatures.)  Meeah's envelopes are among the finest in the land but this one was filled with stuff too. As in...

A fiery chapbook ripped from today's headlines (Always wanted to use that phrase). And I concur: It's way past time to say BOOM. But wait...there's more....

Now just to be abundantly clear...the center column here about Barbara the Armless Rocker is something I made but one of the quotes from Meeah's piece reminded me of it and I thought I'd include it for symmetry and also to improve my brand which has taken a few hits in recent days. Meeah, thank you and forgive me for freeloading on your package of wonders. (This blog sponsored by Dave's Etsypage. When you have a moment or two stop by and ask about our mugs and toothbrushes).

Borderline Grafix your stamps have landed including Spaceman and Yesteryear, two mint sets. A trip to the Cosmic Post Office saved! Thank you, BG. (An aside to BG: And once again, forgive me if I've recommended this web address to you before ((and you're probably well aware of it anyway)) but I have found this to be an invaluable source of images.)

Now this:

A fable from Stripygoose:

Years ago, the bird people led wealthy lives of dance and luxury. They were painfully unaware of the new surveillance system, called 'The Head of the Black Cat,' introduced by the self-styled Robin Hood character Robin Reindeer. For these two bird people, their conspicuous wealth was punishable by having to be constantly available to let the cat head in or out.

Duly noted. Thank you, SG. Your packet of ephemera is in my car...gotta get to the cosmic p.o. I'll shoot for Monday.

The latest Radiogram from Marie. Hollywood has approached me about a Radiogram Theater style viral youtube, "Serial" type of thing. Clearly the idea is still congealing but uh...well, let's just say they're interested to the tune of some serious coinage (for artists) Right around the $50 mark but that's not the ceiling...and we're still talking with lawyers and sech. Watch this space for details.

 It occurs to me that an enterprising lad or laddette (hmmm) could make a heap o' dough if they had a Mail Art Call based on illustrating texts provided by Marie's Radiogram series. Possible boekie/movie deal as well. We could put a crack team together like that! (insert muffled finger snap sound here) In fact, look! I've already done one....imagine that...

Now I really feel as though I have inserted myself into the frame a bit too much. There's nothing for it except to sigh off gracefully.

But before that....I received a card, not mail art from Kim JungYoun. I think I can safely say that it will be the only Chinese New Year Card we get this year. (We note here that Kim is Korean or perhaps I should say, lives in Korea). At any rate, what Kim does not know is that Patti sends out Chinese New Year cards every year as well. For the last two years she's made silk screens of the animal of the year which this year happens to be the

For those of you who are not fluent as I am in the various languages displayed above, the animal for 2016 is peach blossoms which I don't quite get because I thought they were always animals but...there you have it. Thank you, Kim, et al. And thanks to dear reader for self-indulgent branding behaviors of which I am punished by having to let the cat head out. Out damned cat head.

[David Stafford]

Ah, I thought something was missing....collaborations with the po aren't always  as felicitous as Meeah's cancellation toupee.

[stripygoose]

The male dancer's bird head has been lost  - no wonder cat-head looks mystified. 

[David Stafford]

The cat head looks stoned to me which makes for bad surveillance.

[David Stafford]

Spuds in Duds Go Where Clouds Scud...(the best I can do under such short notice)

[Toni Hanner -- tonipoet]

The heads of Meeah's desert prophets look suspiciously like potatos.