Dan Mouer's Comments

Thanks much for blogging so sweetly, my latest piece to you! I can feel my head expanding exponentially with every word I read. :D

Dan thanks for the MA.  Looking forward to more exchanges in the future!

Dan thank you thank you thank you for the postal surprise, I did not expect such effort from you yet. It surely means you are getting better,  hurray!

Find a place on your studio table? That's what "large sweeping motions" are for.  --Linda

Very nice of you to spend precious energy blogging my stuff, Dan, but remember, health first, Mail Art second!

Have a star-filled 2015, Dan,

thanks for posting, you have a very nice blog!

Thanks!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Dan!

XRONIA POLLA!

Happy Birthday  DAN !!!

Oh! Such bad luck I am sorry and hope you get (your) back home soon. I really feel for you.

C'EST MOI...in maine on vacation

26.11.14 Dare Dan M.,  Yes , I did receive both of your equine related messages....Thank you. ...a detailed & insightful response... thank you. As a child while visiting my grandfather's farm, I once had a rather short but mildly dramatic galloping ride ( a hundred yards or so) on a pony as the pony had decided that it wanted to return to the pasture from whence it just came.... & a coupla(?) years later,  I was actually pulled out of the audience by some clown (along with two other random lads) as  totally unaware voluntary performers to ride a trained circus pony in the center ring of  small traveling circus. Presented as a competition by the ring master (& the remaining members of the  audience serving as judge) we( one by one) took turns riding the pony around the center ring while harnessed  ourselves (for so-called" safety purposes")  & connected via wire or rope to the top of a large pole at the center of the ring.  I was the last &  third rider  of the  group. Clearly, we had become victims of a joke performance as the child  safety harness  was used to pull us off the pony in harmless fashion (while said pony dutifully trotted around his circular path ) & we were  suspended in air as we circulated around the ring & were somehow manipulated on & off again the pony & much to the amusement  & laughter of the audience. When my turn came,  I understood of course that I was in for further humiliation but saw no way out...At some point while  I was above the pony's head I managed  to grab the pony's ears with each hand & was flying parallel--- outside & to the right of the pony's head as we circled. Needless to say, I got plenty of laughs....As a winning  award for my performance I was given a  very surprising "Big  Official Kiss" (right in front of everybody) by the largest,  big lady  ( in whiteface crusty makeup & wearing a tutu) that I had ever seen  before or since.....  A scene right out of a Fellini movie now that I recall it.    That, plus, later on  being thrown from a horse( a result of my country cousin  throwing dirtclods at the horse's back side)  ends my experience & knowledge of horses.... Certainly don't know anything about it but I can easily imagine that being a jockey must be one of the most exhilarating things on  this earth. I mean... to be riding a very fast horse & to be surrounded by  & in the midst of  other thundering hoofed fast horses is beyond belief. ... Well, something I do know  nonetheless... (upon rare occasion) & that's just watching from afar while horses graze & move about in an idyllic countryside is  one of the best possible ways that I like to spend time.Thanks again. Happy trails. Richard C

Hi Dan! Thanks for the lovely photo and fabric photo (what a cool media to print on!). As always, it is delightful to get mail from you! Thank you so much!

Thanks Dan! Glad you like.

Dan, finally got your orange hibiscusy postcard up, many thanks. A whiff of Hawaii there!

I agree Dan, just handling Mail Art is thrilling and I feel it is a duty to display it. My recent experience showing it to neighbours tells me it is very welcome. Now I am trying to rethink my way of displaying it. In the good old times I had the walls of a small bistro near by but it was sold and the new owners did not play ball. I want to do more than just showing it to my friends, which of course I shall keep doing. We will see. I have a, I think, very good idea. (This has been translated from Marthian by Google)

Oh thank you so much for posting an image of the card. See you in the mail.