Cookie Cutters

Didoni Cookie CuttersThis morning I woke up thinking about Christmas cookies — probably because yesterday I heard Nutcracker music on the radio. My friend Cathy makes chocolate ones that I hope to score this year — sometimes I help her bake them, but I prefer the eating to the actual cooking. These letter-shaped cookie cutters showed up on decor8 the other day, but originated here (the text is in Swedish and unfortunately there’s no indication of whether one can buy them!) I quite like that the counters are missing from the g and e.

Letterwriting

Good Mail DaySunday I began compiling the list of people to send this years’ holiday card, and in between names, thought about what’s happened in the past 12 months that I might want to report on. I always enjoy the look back, although not so much the letterwriting.
That train of thought caused me to peek into my friends Jennie Hinchcliff and Carolee Wheeler’s recent book, Good Mail Day, about making postal art. A “good mail day” is when something other than a bill or flyer arrives in the post, an actual handmade, hand-written object. And you probably won’t get the good stuff unless you send a few of your own. So they encourage readers to write letters, with an emphasis on creating and sending artful objects. The book is chocked full of ideas for decorations both inside and out, including envelope templates and faux postage. The book’s got a little something for everyone — from the history of the mail art movement to good photos of mail art to project demonstrations to lists of resources.
A bit later, I picked up the Sunday paper, to find a review of Thomas Mallon’s new book, a meditation on the art of letter writing, called Yours Ever: People and Their Letters (which is a companion to his book on diary writers, A Book of One’s Own: People and Their Diaries). The reviewer waxes on poetically, and I know I turn first to Mallon’s essays when they appear in the New Yorker, so I’ll no doubt read his book.
And while I’m ruminating on letterwriting, one more tidbit… according to this article “most people use the web to talk to people nearby” and “the volume of electronic communications is inversely proportional to geographic distance.” I must admit I send many more emails to my husband, even when he’s sitting downstairs from me, and to my friends in the Bay Area than to my family on the east coast!

Colorfields

Imi Lehmbrock-HirschingerWe had Thanksgiving dinner last week at friends who collect quite a bit of contemporary, local art. There’s always something new to see on their walls every time we visit. For this visit, they had invited several local artists — including Imi Lehmbrock-Hirschinger who paints and draws aerial landscapes, concentrating on the Sacramento Valley area. One similar to the one on the left, with those wonderful colors, was hung in the dining room to admire while we gorged on turkey and stuffing. You can see Imi’s work here and here.

Poems About Places

Ever since Google published their map interface, people around the web have been using it to track all sorts of phenomena. There even seems to be a word for it — geotag: the process of adding geographical identification metadata to various media such as photographs, video, and websites (here’s the wikipedia entry). And there’s a blog called Google Maps Mania that attempts to keep track of them.
One such place is Poetry Atlas, which is “mapping the world with Poetry.” They believe “that everywhere has had a poem written about it at some time or other. Our aim is to augment reality by adding a poetic layer to every place.” On their map, I stumbled on this one:

Happiness
Carl Sandburg

I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me what is happiness.
And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands of men.
They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though I was trying to fool with them
And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Desplaines river
And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion.

Poetry Atlas