Showing posts with label postcard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label postcard. Show all posts

Sunday, December 8, 2019

27 - hawaii shirt

A postcard exchange between Katrin Merle and Peter Guckes.
#27 by deer prudence



"when Kunibert, the beach crab, found the fancy shirt, he could not resist.
He'd always been a fashion addict!"

Friday, December 6, 2019

25 - isola isolata

A postcard exchange between Katrin Merle and Peter Guckes.
#25 by deer prudence



A lonely island would be just perfect now.

Thursday, December 5, 2019

24 - Katerfrühstück

A postcard exchange between Katrin Merle and Peter Guckes.
#24 by Katrin Merle

some fruit against the hangover…


The cactus felt better now and decided to leave town.

Friday, November 29, 2019

18 - Kartoffelbrei (mashed potatoes)

A postcard exchange between Katrin Merle and Peter Guckes.
#18 by Katrin Merle


"Komissar Knolle seemed to be shrinking. Was time running backwards?
His brain felt like mashed potatoes…"

Monday, June 27, 2011

an Interview

 - Mr. G., welcome to our forest. Is there anything you want to tell us first?
Oh please don’t call me Mister. You have to know I am still a child, despite my size. Just call me Junior. I want to say I am very happy to be here, you have lots of free space. I like that.

- Okay Junior, some people around here wonder why you brought cars and houses with you. Usually we try to avoid human stuff …
 Oh these are just toys. I hope you don’t mind? I’m a kid, I like to play.

- Well actually you deserted half of the forest »playing« … I heard you are japanese?
  Not exactly japanese, I was raised in the ocean nearby. And I know what you are hinting at. I must say, I’m terribly sorry, I have nothing to do with what happened and … I don’t wanna talk about it.

- I didn’t …
Honestly I had no idea, they knew they were taking a risk, didn’t they? It’s an earthquake area anyway …

     - well…
     … All I did was … I didn’t do anything … why is everybody blaming me, I am just a little kid, I came to your forest ‘cause I heard its nice and peaceful and you keep asking me these questions and…

    -…  er …
    … and how was I to know in the first place? Just because I am so small you think you can accuse me but a child has to have the right to play and its not fair the way everybody treats me I’m always doing everything wrong like mama said why do I have to break everything I touch but just ask her about Tokyo, you‘ll see what happens and then I come here and I am not a bad kid all I am is a bit larger than most of you is that a crime did you never destroy a city or something things happen and it’s so unfair …

    - take a handkerchief.
    Thank you!

    Uuh. Is that nuclear snot?
    Comes off with plutonium soap.

    just playing

      Tuesday, May 24, 2011

      rain or shine


      He carried an umbrella with him wherever he went, every day. Just in case, he would say (if adressed, maybe, on a hot and sunny summer day by some really curious person who couldn’t help staring at him and who then decided it to be better to ask right away). Just in case.
      For most people this was enough of an explanation.
      The truth is, he didn’t carry the umbrella for fear that it might rain, like most people probably assumed. He just did not want to lose it.
      »You know how it goes«, he explained when I finally came around to ask him, »It rains, and you go outside with your umbrella. You come to a friend’s house, or maybe the office or your nest« (Did I mention that he was a bird? Not that it mattered much here.) »Later, when you leave, the sun is shining, and you forget it. And you will never remember where you left it.«
      I nodded. This made sense.

      he always carried his umbrella