Sketch of the day in my moleskine art journal is a cast iron turkish post box I saw on my walks in Istanbul. It just reminds me that nothing is better than receiving a cheque in the post box. I usually just get bills which is what I have to look forwards to when I go home. Thank god that will have to wait 🙂
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April 28, 2015 at 18:21
Time-machine ain’t invented yet. There are movies that can give you a hint: Easy rider, Woodstock, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance (though a western it is very much of the era). It was an incredible time: an explosion of freedom. Sometimes i wonder how this positive attitude evolved into the extremely materialistic money-only world we live in today? Wonder where we screwed up? (Pardon my french!) 🙂
April 27, 2015 at 19:03
I sometimes wish I could have a peek of how life was in the 60s!
April 27, 2015 at 16:55
Exactly. Early sixties. 😎
April 24, 2015 at 21:21
Wow that is a relic. I did wonder how that worked. So you would tell the operator the number and she will connect you?
April 24, 2015 at 15:38
I still remember the old telephone in the only shop in the village in normandy my parents had a house. You had to ring the operator with a lever.