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The Postcard Project

A mask, a leaf, a dragonfly,
A zebra on the wall,
A red scarf hanging on a chair,
A doodle or a scrawl.

A doorway in the light of dusk,
The lyrics of a song,
Geraniums on a windowsill,
A place where I belong.

The ones that I will never meet,
The visions in my mind,
All these I draw. I do not seek
and yet, somehow, I find.

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A restaurant table in Normandy, where I went for a long weekend. This place was tucked away in a quieter part of a busy street. Lots of lovely exposed wooden beams inside. Good food.

A restaurant table in Normandy, where I went for a long weekend. This place was tucked away in a quieter part of a busy street. Lots of lovely exposed wooden beams inside. Good food.

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Bike rack at the tram terminal a couple of blocks from work.

Bike rack at the tram terminal a couple of blocks from work.

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Doodling. This one ended up looking like a piece of Miró.

Doodling. This one ended up looking like a piece of Miró.

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I don’t have a rubric for always knowing when and how, a lot of this is trial and error, but I do know that a) speaking up for yourself will usually not end the world, b) you can survive making a mistake, and c) you can survive someone else’s displeasure. There is no prize for being the most world’s most accommodating person. And if there were a prize, it would be “hanging out with people who walk all over you, being afraid to speak up, and silently seething at them, forever.

— Captain Awkward

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Painted wooden mask with fine, delicate features on the wall of my office.

Painted wooden mask with fine, delicate features on the wall of my office.

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Decal designed by someone I know. The “heart” is the Brussels inner ring road surrounding the city center.

Decal designed by someone I know. The “heart” is the Brussels inner ring road surrounding the city center.

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Jacques Brel paying homage to a city that is home to me in a way no other city has ever been like.

Jacques Brel paying homage to a city that is home to me in a way no other city has ever been like.

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Side entrance of the former château where my choir had a weekend workshop to study the pieces we would be singing at a concert. Much fun was had.

Side entrance of the former château where my choir had a weekend workshop to study the pieces we would be singing at a concert. Much fun was had.

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Marble-topped desk at a château near the Dutch border which is now used as a seminar and workshop venue. The walls of the room were crimson. Cheap prints of Impressionist paintings hung on the walls.

Marble-topped desk at a château near the Dutch border which is now used as a seminar and workshop venue. The walls of the room were crimson. Cheap prints of Impressionist paintings hung on the walls.

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