Handmade postcard sent to Martin Gram, a very old and dear friend living in Copenhagen. A Danish photographer, we first met London in the early 1990s, and he was pretty much my best friend when I lived in New York.
Another hand-drawn postcard landed in Scotland, this time #028, sent to Susie Verden-Anderson, an old school chum. They all seem to get marked with this orange stripe in transit- I’m guessing that’s a UK postal thing, not a US Mail thing.
Looking back, for all the countless hours spent drawing , it seems to me that the best thing to come out of it was the fact that a good many of those hours were spent bringing my mind to a meditative state, a Zen state, in the zone, a mindful state, closer to the Lord, call it what you will. For that, I am truly grateful.