There hasn't been much map-action lately. But a while back I found a whole pile to Michelin maps in a charity bookshop, going for a song, so I snapped them up. If nothing else, I thought I could use them as wrapping paper.
Lately, we've been spending time in amongst the trees: a bit of climbing, some picking, foraging. Some looking up (them trees are tall). Some looking down. And that's when we spotted these. Their super-ultra-vivid red was so damn bright in the shadowy undergrowth. If ever nature was trying to tell you something.
It's a funny thing about a country's stamps; you can find super-cool examples like these and think the Dutch make superb stamps, but like with our own and those of many nationality's, they're just moments of great beauty in amongst much tweeness and mediocrity.
Which is why I collect stamps but I'm not a stamp collector.
I suppose there's an obvious irony to such a weighty mailer being sent out to promote environmental papers but, when it come to materials, there really is no substitute to touching and feeling. I guess it could have at least been half the size.
But don't get me wrong, my point isn't to knock GF Smith's new brochure, it's beautiful; with Lee Funnell's stunning photography and SEA's admirable design restraint.
My prediction is that as such productions become even more rare (and we don't get so many nowadays) future-vintage paper promo pieces will be greatly prized (by hoarders like me) – which is why I'm stashing them all away, time-capsule style, in the loft.
No FTF this week. Got a presentation at 2pm. Got loads to do. But for your amusement, I thought I'd share this letter that we got from someone who was supposed to come in on a placement (he just didn't turn up). The first paragraph really made me laugh...
I love the way he's listed his seasonal ailment before his sad news.