This is what became of THOSE pink & black spraypainted board books from a while back. Remember those desperately wild patterns? Remember how you thought, ‘HUH?’ and the alarms in your head began to ring? And the next day you went and bought a box of Good & Plenty but you didn’t know why…Remember? Huh? Do you? Well this is what happened. It’s where all the rash decisions and bizarre color schemes go when they die. Mailart limbo. And that’s where they stay until one of them zip zings its way into my frontal cortex and starts tap dancing.
More will be appearing in the next few days as they gallop across the dusty Texas panhandle and head east to their final destinations. This time the ponies went straight to my sister’s house in Kansas to make the first drop. At the same time those trusty steeds were pulling up to the mailbox, my other sister Dottie was speeding across the Flint Hills of Kansas and stopped to take this breathtaking photo. Pure visual poetry.
Meanwhile back at the ponderosa this is what was occupying Corky Lynn’s mind.