Pandemic Postcard Project Part 2

I'm making this part 2 so that I don't have to keep going back to the other version to add more postcards. That page is getting so very long. I'm still sending postcards. Sometimes I keep them for a long time because I like them and want to keep looking at them. Then I think why? I'm an only child. No one will treasure them when I'm dead and someone will have to clean out my piles of art and they'll end up in the dumpster. Might as well send them to people now. (I anonymously sent 6 of my friends a plastic bag in the mail last week. It wasn't just any old bag. It was a vintage Depth of Field Bag with the red and green Marimekko print. It sort of looks like this but with a green background). 

I wove two discarded paintings together.  The warp was cut in curvy lines and the weft were different widths. It's PVA glued onto a piece of mulberry to stabilize it. Will send to Kate to get a report back on how well it made it through the postal service machines. Lots of potential here for using up paper! 5x7

A weird postcard is inspired by the puffball shapes made out of acrylic coated pattern papers that are at the MIA in the Minnesota Emerging Artist section. I told my friend Kathy about it, and the giant women made of grey wool felt and hook and eyes were used as pubic hair because I knew she would love it. She did. I was fascinated by the puffballs and pattern paper and Treadle Yard Goods was selling out their McCalls' patterns for 50 cents. Also on here is a chunk of a letter from 1917 from Harold to Mary that I have from a box of letters I bought at an auction. And the stamp. KNR. Glued on a postcard with gel matte medium. 

Hated it for the longest time. It was a murky blah gouache. I let it sit for about a month or maybe even two months and then started scribbling on it with crayons. Now I like it. I found a landscape in it.  Peggy. 

This is one of 3. When I was in therapy, my therapist said for me to write a letter to the person making me crazy and say what I wanted to say. But of course not to send it. I said no. We talked about why I wouldn't and it relates back to my not writing diaries or journals and my mother's journals blah blah blah. And of course what if I accidentally sent the letters???? What I did instead is used a piece of 300 lb watercolor paper and wrote on it with all my inks, dissolved the inks, wrote some more, stamped, watercolored, wrote and dissolved again. It's all there but illegible now. Recently I chopped it up. They will make nice postcards. Not sure who gets these yet. 

I have two versions of these woods; a part of my not very successful (yet) paint-snow month. I guess it's not that bad. Susan liked it so I'm sending it to her. I have to keep working on snow while it's still here. 

More snow experiments. I will send this to Monica because she told me to keep working on my half-and-halfs and rocks. That will make no sense to anyone else. 

I haven't been able to send it yet. Still like looking at it. From my snow series. 

I printed more of these than I had planned. This is lino carving #3. I printed some on sheet music, some on old maps, some on plain paper. Most turned into postcards. Akua inks never dry. I waited at least a week and had them hanging up to dry. When sort of dry, I glued them in various ways onto paper cut to postcard size. When that was "dry" I sprayed them with fixative to seal in the ink. Gel Matte Medium didn't work because it dissolved the ink. 

I had so many of these; I think I sent them to 500 people.