John and Yoko writing letters, a photo by Linda McCartney (via Meet Me at Mikes). The light in this photo is just lovely, like a summer morning (or, what a summer morning looks like in DC).
(My) Jon writing letters in a cafe in East Berlin. I took this photo back in 2007 when we were on a trip and it remains one of my favorite images of him. I was so nervous about being back in Berlin, trying to explain to Jon what that city meant to me and wanting him to really see it. Someday I’ll write about how I can clearly divide my life into before Berlin and after Berlin. I know I’ve alluded to it before. My relationship with that city is… something.
“Bell at Camp Evans Writing a Letter Home” via Val Wuthrich’s website Vietnam 68-69
Untitled image of a sailor writing a letter via Art of Manliness.
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1 Winchinchala // Dec 14, 2010 at 8:49 am
What a lovely post. Truly. I absolutely love letters. Yeah yeah, the internet is faster, but it forces people to write in a clipped and thoughtless manner. Sitting and giving pause and adding your DNA to a piece before you launch it on its journey is half of the beauty. The other is when it is received. How magical to hold something that someone you love wrote. I often joke that I began my career as an author by writing letters. It is, indeed, a lost art form.
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