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Printer problem as bad as ever

#Letter365 No114 shows a printer error
No114 goes in the box with printer chaos

It’s quite architectural I think, but its got to stop (hasn’t it?). The printer error is close to obscuring the address so we had better clean up its act!

I put a little note on for the postie who is doing the round for our fan while he is away. I hope it cheers them up.

And no I haven’t photographed the reverse side of the  envelope upside down – the annotation explains it.

Back of #Letter365 No114
Back of No114

I fretted about today’s #Letter365 but the postman doesn’t care!

Twitter exchange between David Smith and Bridport Arts Centre
Why the postman won’t be worried about today’s piece

Another miraculous silk purse from a sow’s ear – no that is not the right metaphor.  There must be a saying that sums up finding a sapphire ring in a pig pen. Another fine sapphire from a pig pen! This morning, for the first time, I was wishing I had never started this project. I was down in the dumps with no confidence and an idea for today’s piece that I really didn’t have any faith in when I had a little idea just pop in and immediately I jumped up and created something pretty special and something which caused me to do some prep for some other things as well as deciding to develop some other work from it. I have no idea where it came from and it was sort of a cheating way to make the idea that wasn’t going to work (and which I would have spent a lot of time on before accepting that it wasn’t any good) have a speedier and easier resolution.  Then it just took off and I knew immediately it was going to work and was worth the effort. All that was said in one excited breathless breath!

Anyway the postman who is supposed to be a fan is on holiday: thus the exchange above!

Apparently the postman is a fan

#Letter365 No113 bears a message to the posties
No113 bears a message to the posties

I popped into Bridport Arts Centre today to buy some tickets and was told that the postman had said I would have to reduce the amount of writing on the outside of the envelope – it is holding him up on his round reading it! So today I put a little hello to the post people to thank them for the good work they do. Just like I used “gotten” the other day to better fill the space, today I have used “postperson” instead of “postie”, the non-gender-specific term I decided on some time back, because it looked better visually.

As you can see the printer problem has returned with a bang and we have Violet Lines appearing again. I’m going to play with some photos before I make it go away.

Back of #Letter365 No113
Back of #Letter365 No113

In, out, shake it all about

The slightly rain-spattered #Letter365 No18 gets posted
The slightly rain-spattered No18 – I knew it would get wet!

Sometimes it all seems a bit pointless. I just put the latest #Letter365 in the post box. A few minutes later I popped back to the shop (Bradpole’s excellent Post Office) and the postman is taking the stuff out. I could have just hung about in the rain and given it to him. If everyone had waited around we could have had a nice chat and the postman wouldn’t have had to do any bending.

Postman collects the mail
Just minutes later the post gets collected

Talking of the rain this is probably the first time there was proper rain at posting time. I knew it would might get wet so adjusted the wording on the envelope!

Anyway I had a chat to Ann in the shop. She had seen me the other day as I mentioned. Now I have explained what I am doing she doesn’t think I am any madder than she already knew I was!

Ann in the shop
Ann says she doesn’t do photographs (wrong!) but she specialises in clothes that match her surroundings

Just look at all those tobacco products. Only by shopping locally do you see that sort of thing. I have to say that I am not tempted to take up smoking each time I see them!

I thought I’d missed the post

#Letter365 No6 handed to the postman
No6 handed to the postman

I have been out all day and didn’t manage to finish my piece before I left this morning. I set to work as soon as I returned and thought I had missed the post. When I got to the box it had already been emptied but the postman was just coming out of the Post Office and agreed to take the letter.