Tuesday, March 28, 2017
This postcard was published in 2001 to publicise an exhibition of the work of Aristide Caillaud who died in 1990 at the age of 88. He started to draw as a prisoner of war in a camp near Dresden in the early 1940s.
The painting here: “Aux raciness du merveilleux” which I translate as, “To the roots of the wondrous” is typical of his work. If you search for his name using Google images you’ll find a wealth of incredibly colourful images.
Monday, February 20, 2017
Sunday, January 15, 2017
I recently put these two postcards into our store. I like slightly different views, especially with people included:
Château de la Tour is a Hotel nowadays so if you find yourself in Cannes looking for a hotel….
Château des Neuf Clefs. Nine Keys: what a lovely name! I looked online to see if I could see what it looks like today. Unfortunately it is no longer there, although there is still a part of the town known as Neuf Clefs.
Monday, November 21, 2016
These children are busy building sandcastles on the shore. It doesn’t matter where you go, or indeed when, there is always construction going on if there are children (and adults too!) on a beach. I hope that they finished before the tide came in.
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Saturday, July 02, 2016
Sometimes things just come together: One of the retired ladies that come to the house for conversation attends ‘old girl’ events that are held for ex-pupils of the school she attended. This postcard came to my attention recently, taken around 1900 it is the dormitory of a school.
This week I showed her a scan of it when she arrived and she confirmed that it was her old school. Not only that… Last week she attended an old girls lunch and they were discussing the bombing during the war. The school is situated close to a railway line. The dormitory was bombed during WWII and some of the girls and nuns were killed. Someone was at the reunion who was a pupil at the time and she remembers a mother arriving and taking her daughter away from the school just before. The mother told the nuns that she had had a dream about the school being bombed. The old girls discussed this and decided that the mother had probably been warned by resistance members – perhaps!
Monday, June 06, 2016
I think most of us have done this when we were small: Teaching teddies, dolls and even little sisters (if I could get them to sit still for long enough). Looking back on those games, I realize that half of the fun was in preparing the game; making little copy booklets, finding pencils for everyone, writing out the lesson on the blackboard….