Letters to Me and To You

     The apple doesn't fall far from the real plastic tree. Hello again. I write to you on a Sunday evening in which I have done nothing except watch Young Royals the entire day (pretty good show as far as Netflix goes), as well as thinking about how I want to respond to a letter I was sent. There are many great things about letters. I haven't sent much in my life, compared to the average Civil War soldier circa 1862, or something like that. I did used to write them though, mostly to my Great Uncle out in San Francisco. He used to send me these brainiac puzzles and board games in the mail because I guess my family liked to rave about how clever I was. In addition to that, he would send letters that I would respond to. Its a really earnest thing that a lot of people simply don't have the time or patience to do. I forget how long it went on for but we stopped eventually and I kind of want to pick it up again. So here is my love letter to The Letter. I will excessively romanticize and idealize this concept until I have the perfect amount of motivation. 

I was so eager to get my letter that I decided not to wait- I'll just write a page, front and back. I did this a few weeks ago now, so its not up to date on the current details of my life. Picture it as the main body of the message I will send- a starting point, but not the very main focus of the letter. I wanted to send random papers and sketches along as well, just these little things that you might want to keep in your desk or put on your wall. So I wrote a "mixtape" on a pink index card. Then I wrote some quotes from Howl by Allen Ginsberg and some facts about him. 

Then- I finally got the letter. The envelope was so beautiful I just have to share- 


The stamps, the doodles, the tape. This is the kind of wonderful thing that makes me want to be way more imaginative. How could you not? It feels like a reward to receive something like this. I should do something to deserve it, return the favor. Artists and artist friends will have you feeling like this, I think. The contents though... it made me feel really special. Is all I will say. I love little things, I love stickers, postcards, letters, teabags, everything. Crafting a good response is the challenge. 

A week or so later, I took advantage of the printers in the University Center to do print some random pictures, nice and bright and glossy. I cut each of them out. I wrote a little bit on the back of each one describing the image and why its relevant to me, or why I'm sending it. Its good to do things with intention but sometimes you just get a spontaneous idea and see where it can take you. A movie I watched, some interesting snippet of something I had to read for class, images I saved because I thought it was cool, a picture of me as a baby, and so on. I had to include book recommendations too of course. I wrote this whole thing about two books that I've read and a proposal for a book club. You always have to scatter some stickers in there too, the stickers are important. Its makes things feel more silly and exciting. 


I won't say too much about what I received in the first place- because its already a little personal documenting the content of what I'm going to send. I will say though that I was challenged to make a few stamps. I tried and they looked really cute, but I wasn't thinking very hard. They're backwards when you actually stamp them. I should know this since I've done a few linoleum prints before, but I guess I'm rusty. I did a few test stamps and then realized this. Its heartbreaking. But I think I'll do something with these designs- the besos one is a favorite. I can still use the sardine one thankfully. 


I'm not sure what the deal is with the envelopes I bought, but they're a little thick. I might need to throw 2 or 3 stamps on them for it to mail. Apparently I'll have to weigh it at the post office to see what I have to do. I wish mailing things was so much easier than it actually is. Of course we all still mail things and receive mail but this kind of recreational mailing is definitely not as popular anymore. 

A Letter: A formal communication sent by one person to another, usually over a great distance. 
Theres a pretty great distance between us- my pen pal. We were gym pals too. We had entire period-long conversations about politics and pop culture, I would always go on some sort of tangent- recommending some show or book along the way. Our back and forth got pretty funny, exchanging weird anecdotes. Anyways I look forward to sending my letter no matter how many stamps I'm going to need for it. To be quite honest I wrote most of this in a haze after I watched Bodies Bodies Bodies and was feeling inspired by my love for actor Lee Pace. 

Love, Madeline 




Letters to Me and To You

       The apple doesn't fall far from the real plastic tree. Hello again. I write to you on a Sunday evening in which I have done nothi...