I like them. Vintage postcards, I mean. Especially ones that have been sent. Even simple little messages are important. Imagine someone 100 years ago getting a postcard with a casual “wish you were here” and saving it, and for some reason time is kind to it, and it travels around until it arrives in some vintage or junk shop.
Today I was mostly looking for a frame. I cleaned it up a bit, and popped in a still from Live’s “Turn My Head” video.
And now I have a new vintage postcard. The “Best Wishes” card doesn’t look like something you could write on, since it’s sort of in 3D, with the raised details.
They were both in the frame together. From 1908 Nebraska to 2020 Tokyo.
It’s a little amazing.