High-end philatelic auctions are a spectator sport. It’s old-school collecting at its jaw-dropping best, as well-heeled businesspeople and rich retirees flop out their chequebooks and aim them at each other, while thousands of children die of preventable diseases in the third world.
Whoa, where have I been? One moment I'm slapping stamp posts up on the internet like a '60s actor slapping bums on a bus full of French nurses, and the next, I've gone AWOL. The truth, dear readers, is that I work in a freelance world, and sometimes, a punk's just gotta drop everything to... Continue Reading →
Last week I posted a thank you stamp featuring an art by Degas of a ballet dancer. It reminded me of this 1973 Chinese issue that I saw recently in a club book. (That's philatelist talk. Best not to ask.) It depicts a ballet called The White-Haired Girl, one of the Eight Model Plays engineered... Continue Reading →
My misunderstood people are not nerds. We're lovers, with brains and hearts and empathy and imagination, and a hunger to know those who went before us in a more intimate way, by studying the very communication they shared, and the stories they told on their mail.
Just a quick word to say thank you to WordPress for featuring one of my blog posts (this one) on their Freshly Pressed page a few weeks back, and thanks to everyone who has stopped by and followed my site since! I’ll be endeavoring to follow back everyone who’s not a spammer. Thanks especially to... Continue Reading →
This probably won't be news to my American friends (so many of you now! Hi!), but when this ginormous collision of nerd cultures occurred last year, I didn’t even exist. Postal administrations worldwide are short of a dollar, so they’re replacing worthy topics with themes they hope will appeal to the masses beyond their base... Continue Reading →
You'd think I'd be watching the Oscars glamour today, wouldn't you? But no. I came across this blast from the past on the weekend, and I CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF THE HAIR! Nor the shoulder pads. Nor the open-necked shirt with the collars under the lemon pullover. Nor the tres eighties grey curtains in... Continue Reading →
Lately, Steve Carell has been creeping out moviegoers with his portrayal of John E. Du Pont in the film Foxcatcher. Academy voters even gave him a Best Actor nomination, hoping it would make him go away and stop haunting their nightmares. John E. Du Pont was an heir to the fortune of the American chemical... Continue Reading →
January 26 is Australia Day. (For foreign readers, Australia has no Independence or Revolution or Treaty in its history, so we just named our national day after ourselves.) Australia Post began marking Australia Day in 1978, usually with a theme of settlement, Aboriginal culture, art, or patriotic symbols. They were generally attractive designs, even if... Continue Reading →