Delineation - #1345

This is the good stuff.

If you get a stretch assignment at work, it's going to push you to your limits and you'll draw on energy and resources that you never knew you had.

The British SAS say "Train hard, fight easy. Train easy, fight hard"

It's the same thing with wine.

If the vines grow in gravelly/slatey/dry soils, they have to work to grow roots waaaay down to let them survive.

And then they produce grapes that have all the mineral extracts that they find down there.

Black and white.

Simple as.

Nous avons bien de la chance - #1344

John Whatley, a friend in England, has a saying.

When we're thoroughly enjoying ourselves -  sitting on a stone wall in the countryside as the sun sets or having a cup of tea in the garden - he'll suddenly say: "Aren't we LUCKY PEOPLE?! There are so many people who don't know just how enjoyable this is".

That's what it was like on our day out in Villeneuve-lès-Avignon the other week with no other than Nathalie of Avignon in Photos fame.

This was another of those lucky accidents of stumbling across someone's blog, finding out that you laughed at the same things and vowing to meet up when the opportunity arose.

Which was a couple of Sundays ago together with her friend Marcel at the market in Coustellet on the day after we (and the Mistral) arrived in he Provence.

She didn't run off screaming (probably more to do with Mrs jb's presence than anything else, both of them appearing to get on like un maison sur feu, as they say) and somehow I got roped into meeting up the following Saturday to watch weddings in aforementioned Villeneuve-lès-Avignon.

Enough to drive a bloke to drink.....

(I was FORCED to POSE for my picture and I hasten to add that the unusual shape of my proboscis in profile is caused by the diffraction differentials of glass, air and beer. Ask Bro Paul - he knows about this stuff)

Things I learned:

French wimmin don't always speak with a French accent. Some of them sound Brit. Or Oz. They also talk Italian with their hands. All very confusing.

Some French wimmin have great blokes who give you the password to their corporate WiFi. Merci Marcel.

I am now "infamous" This appears to be French for "a mess"

Wimmin in general like watching weddings.

2 non-participating wimmin in particular were the best dressed of the whole bunch, with the possible exception of the lady in the dress made out of fly-screens and the classy bird with the great legs whose zipper was so heavy as to give her back ache.

(The guy in the striped muscle shirt - I kid you not... - at the THIRD (THIRD!) wedding gave them a run for their money, though.)

It is a requirement at French weddings to hire a municipal street cleaner who lurks on the peripherie, ready to pounce on any stray rose petal and scoop it up with a swift flick of his shovel. (The wedding's officially over when he leaves....)

French wimmin paparazzi knock over their Perrier in the rush to get the best possie and blame it on the closest bloke. (Nothing new there...)

Avignon's worth a major detour just to spend an afternoon with Nathalie.

One of the chosen few - #1343

Google has kindly misplaced posts for a mere 0.16% of its Blogger users.

Appears that I'm one of the winners, with the posts I'd set up to cover the rest of the Gutenberg Gates story having been kindly reset to draft status and all content deleted.

So see you in June when I'm back with a functioning interwebs and access to my notes and photographs to rewrite the stuff

Ho hum

Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?
Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - The Gates - #1342

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?

Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation
 

Source: K-H Krause

Mainz's more wealthy citizens in past centuries built their own palatial residences, richly decorated and with enclosed courtyards to keep the paparazzi and the general riff-raff at a safe distance.

Zum Marienberg was no exception.

After the bombing raid of 27 February 1945, only the shell of Zum Römischen Kaiser, part of the Zum Marienberg complex, remained and Rainer Schell, the architect of the new museum, aimed to echo the historical courtyard with his new design offering a modern counterpoint to the recreated Renaissance structure.

The original design was to link high streamlined concrete pillars with Karl-Heinz Krause's bronze panels hinged as functional gates.

Someone ventured that the gates might be a tad HEAVY and that a finger caught between gate and jamb would rapidly become an EX-finger. Or ex-hand, for that matter.

Aaaah.

Back to the drawing board and what came out was what you see above - the panels anchored between the pillars, alternating with double glass gates with a portcullis pattern.

Right.

Karl-Heinz Krause flies back from Berlin (these were the days when only the 3 occupying powers were allowed to fly along the corridors over East German territory - he told me that he preferred Air France, because they had the Caravelle, possibly the prettiest jet aircraft ever built. And the food was better...) and is taken to a storeroom somewhere in Mainz where the treasures of the Gutenberg Museum are stored.

People had other things to do in the immediate post-war years than catalogue museum inventories and he could pretty much choose which printing blocks he wanted.

Has them packed into crates, shipped back to Berlin and sets about arranging them for the final design and casting at the Noack fine art foundry.

Oh, and his disappointment at the rejection of his "Jüngling" figure is short-lived.

His gallery owner partner, Otto Stangl, has a rich industrialist (with exquisite taste) as an in-law.......

Tomorrow: The Process

 

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - The Decision - #1341

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?

Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation
 

Karl-Heinz Krause came to the attention of the Bundesbaudirektion early in his career.

Possibly through recommendations from his tutors at the University of Fine Arts.

Possibly through personal contacts (a girlfriend of a fellow student worked there).

But probably because he was simply very talented.

When Rainer Schell came looking for a sculpture for his Gutenberg Museum in Mainz, Karl-Heinz Krause had already completed a commission for a relief for the German Embassy in Dehli.

Schell saw it, said "That's my guy" and the 2 of them starting working together.

Karl-Heinz Krause sketched the draft concept that he presented to Rainer Schell for me the other day.

It was in two parts.

A powerful larger-than-life (2.20m head to toe) figure on a high plinth stretching to the sky with hands open for inspiration for his creativity in front of the museum. Karl-Heinz Krause talks of a "Jüngling" - a word that's gone out of fashion, but translates as "stripling".

High metal gates that Rainer Schell wanted as a metaphorical link to the enclosed courtyards of Renaissance Mainz and to the Zum Marienberg private palace that originally stood at this location.

And the gates WOULD be allegorical, presenting the visitor with an intimation of what lies behind them by using imprints of historical printing blocks.

Exactly what Rainer Schell wanted.

Design sketches were made, quotes calculated and a proposal was made to the City of Mainz.

The mayor of the time was Franz Stein, a traditionalist at heart. (People refer to his mayoralty - 1949 to 1965 - as the Steinzeit  - "the Stone Age"...)

The gates were OK, but he wasn't too keen on the Jüngling.

Naked for a start and to top it all standing in FULL VIEW of the Cathedral and giving the bishop's residence a full FRONTAL.

A council meeting was called as a jury - Schell and Krause summoned from Wiesbaden and Berlin as the accused - with the contract for the works open on the desk in front of the mayor for signing.

The discussion went back and forth betwen proponents and opponents of the Jüngling until the mayor says "Enough of this - let's find out what the public thinks!" and sends out for his secretary and another (female) office worker.

"So what do YOU think of this?" booms the mayor

Vox populi I:   "Ei, der iss mir viel zu dinn" ("Much too skinny")

Vox populi II: "Ei, wenn Se misch frage, moi Fall isser nett" ("Not my type one bit")

Decided.

Mayor closes his folder, unsigned.

Karl-Heinz Krause told me that Schell went white with rage, stood up and said "Mr Krause has a plane to catch. Thank you"

Exit right.

Postscript:


The City Fathers never actually rejected the Jüngling. The submission to council was regularly revisited and just as regularly filed away "For future review".

A knight in shining armour in the form of the Finnish Society finally saved the day (and face) with a gift of a bust of Gutenberg by Wäinö Aaltonen to sit on the plinth.


Not at all skinny.


Fully clothed, too.


And not at all allegorical.....


Tomorrow: The Gates

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - The Artist- #1340

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?

Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation
 

Karl-Heinz Krause was born in 1924 in Angemünde, a small town close to what is now the German-Polish border.

He's the same age as my father-in-law and their formative years were probably quite similar - both 9 years old when the Nazis came to power, both conscripted into the army at the age of 17, both PoWs in France until 1946.

My father-in-law went back to the family farm, Karl-Heinz Krause attended the Academy of Applied Arts in East Berlin in 1947, switching to the Academy of Fine Arts in West Berlin in 1948 where Renée Sintenis and Richard Scheibe were his teachers.

In 1959, he was awarded the prestigious Georg Kolbe prize for young sculptors.

In the same year, he was discovered by Otto Stangl, a Munich art dealer and signed to an exclusive contract which secured his financial independence. (He told me "There are only 3 career paths for an artist - teaching, architecture or galleries. I was lucky enough to be presented with the latter path")

By 1960, he was exhibiting at the Grace Borgenicht Gallery on Madison Avenue in New York and the Frank Perls Gallery in Hollywood.

His solo exhibitions - Basel, Bern, New York, New Delhi, Antwerp, Stockholm und Helsinki among many others - number more than 90.

His sculptures are displayed in the German Culture Institute in Paris, in the National Gallery in Berlin and the State Museum in Mainz.

The state of Baden-Württemberg purchased his "Großen Denker" - originally commissioned for the Goethe Institute in Paris, but objections were raised: Rodin's "Thinker", Rodin"s French, don't want to offend the neighbours... - for the grounds of the University of Applied Sciences in Karlsruhe.

Karl Carstens, Germany's President at the time, presented Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands with one of his sculptures.

From the laudatio at the opening of an exhibition in Berlin in 2007:

Krause has stayed true to the tradition of figurative sculpture. He belongs to  a minority - frequently attacked or ridiculed - shrugging off the trends of minimalism, junk sculpture,  hypernaturalism or environment sculpture. Clinging to the body, to the beautiful form, he masters them both.

But back in 1961, Rainer Schell came looking for an artist for his museum in Mainz.....

Tomorrow: The Decision

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - The Commission - #1339

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?

Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation

Rainer Schell's concept is stunning today and must have utterly gobsmacked the populace back then.

Hard-edged cubism, steel, glass and concrete

The Director of the Gutenberg Museum was catatonic.

He'd expected something mock Renaissance to match the Römischer Kaiser.....

It was almost as if Wiesbaden was rubbing salt into Mainz's wounds after having  nicked been gifted the suburbs on the other side of the Rhine.

It wasn't as if they hadn't been WARNED, though - his Church of the Redeemer in Mainz-Kastel is what you could call traditional...

And it gets better.

Rainer Schell wanted to counterpoint his architecture with an sculptural feature.

"I don't want likenesses" he said to the 5 or so local and regional sculptors chosen for the competition "I want allegory. I want a sculpture that implies what the true meaning of the museum is"

And what did he get?

You guessed it.

Likenesses.

Something like these.

Rainer Schell went spare.

He refused to consider ANY of the proposals.

The Bundesbaudirektion - the Federal Building Administration - was founded in 1770 by Friedrich II to introduce what we'd these days call a Design Catalogue for state buildings and to establish an academy to train future civil servants to oversee planning and construction.


It was reëstablished in 1950 in Berlin by Konrad Adenauer (after being hijacked by Adolf and his evil crew between 1933 and 1945) with responsibility for creating a temporary capital in Bonn and overseeing federal building activities in Germany and embassies overseas. 


Rainer Schell was well known in Berlin through his association with Egon Eiermann and was later to be commissioned with the building of the Goethe Institute in Paris

The Director of the Bundesbaudirektion was Karl Merz.

"Do YOU know a good sculptor who understands the word "allegory?"asked Schell.

"As a matter of fact, I do" said Merz "The guy you need is Karl-Heinz Krause...."

Tomorrow: The artist

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - A new museum - #1338

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?
Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation

When you look at photographs of post-war Mainz, it's difficult to imagine how anyone could have survived.

80% of its buildings and infrastructure were destroyed, its industrial and tax base arbitrarily amputated and assigned to Wiesbaden in the American sector on the other side of the Rhine.

The view from the Dom in 1945. HT swr.de

It didn't help that the French occupation force wanted to rebuild Mainz from scratch as a Model City, consistent with the principles of the Athens Charter, a dogmatic separation of cultural, commercial and administrative and residential zones.

All that the folks in Mainz really wanted was a residential zone with a roof over their heads and it took until 1958 and the adoption of the May Plan for rebuilding efforts to make significant headway.

(Rumour has it that Mainz was rebuilt in 4 years. Sometimes, it still looks like it...)

But 1962 marked the 2000 year anniversary of the founding of the city by Agrippa in 38 BC (it was actually a military camp and it wasn't 38 BC, but what a are few years among friends...) and it was decided to build a new Gutenberg Museum.


Monies were collected.


Tender documents issued, concepts evaluated, a winner determined.


Rainer Schell, a student of Egon Eiermann, the architect of the Gedächtniskirche (Church of Remembrance) in Berlin


From Wiesbaden.


Ouch.

Tomorrow: The Commission

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum - #1337

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - a 12 part series attempting to unravel the mystery of the bronze gates of the Gutenberg Museum.

4 massive sculptures by one of the most significant German figurative sculptors of the mid to late 20th century.

And no-one in Mainz can tell you anything about them.

Until now.

In this series:
Part 1 - The Story so far 
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?
Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation
 

 

 "What the world is today, good and bad, it owes to Gutenberg. Everything can be traced to this source, but we are bound to bring him homage, ... for the bad that his colossal invention has brought about is overshadowed a thousand times by the good with which mankind has been favored." Mark Twain

Johannes Gensfleisch zur Laden zum Gutenberg? 

Man of the Millennium? 

The first European to use movable type and the inventor of the printing press?

The reason that you're able to be reading this?

Yes?

Local boy.

In 1900, a group of right-minded citizens built a museum to honour his 500th birthday (give or take a couple of years...) with a collection of books, apparatus and machines donated by publishers, manufacturers of printing machines and printing houses.

Initially a department of the City Library, it moved to the new library building on the Rheinallee in 1912 and then separated in 1927 to its (almost) final location in the Römischer Kaiser, a Renaissance building dating back to 1664 and originally part of Zum Marienberg, a private palace built by Edward Rokoch, a leading light in the business world at the time and the most significant private building of its time.

Fast forward to 27 February 1945

Royal Air Force Bomber Command - Campaign Diary - February 1945

458 aircraft - 311 Halifaxes, 131 Lancasters, 16 Mosquitos - of Nos 4, 6 and 8 Groups to Mainz. 1 Halifax and 1 Mosquito lost. The target area Mainz was covered by cloud and the bombing was aimed at skymarkers dropped on Oboe. No results were seen by the bomber crews but the bombing caused severe destruction in the central and eastern districts of Mainz; this was the city's worst raid of the war. 1,545 tons of bombs were dropped. 5,670 buildings were destroyed, including most of the historic buildings in the Altstadt, but the industrial district was also badly hit.

And that was the end of the Gutenberg Museum

Tomorrow: A new museum

The Gates of the Gutenberg Museum - The story so far - #1336

A while back, I did a fairly flippant post about the 4 bronze panels in front of the Gutenberg Museum in Mainz.

Walked past them often enough on the way to and from the market, but never thought to find out anything about them.

Tasked with doing so by the Faithful (Virginia, Kate, Paul, Gucki et al), I quickly found out that there is NO easily accessible knowledge about the sculptures.

• The museum shop knows nothing
• The museum management knows nothing (well, ALMOST nothing and if they know more, they’re not telling…)
• The city knows nothing
• The cultural chroniclers know nothing
• The guidebooks know nothing
• Wikipedia knows nothing
• Google knows nothing bugger all

This is about to change.

• I’ve tracked down the artist
• I know the history of the commission
• I know the story of the gates and how they were made almost 50 years ago
• I’ve learnt the casting process from a local fine art foundry
• I’ve learnt that when you tell people the story, they’re spellbound

It’ll be an 12-part serialisation starting today.


Part 1 - The Story so far (this post)
Part 2 - Johannes Gutenberg and his museum
Part 3 - A new museum
Part 4 - The Commission
Part 5 - The Artist
Part 6 - The Decision
Part 7 - The Gates
One of the chosen few
Part 8 - The Process
Part 9 - Talkin' 'bout a Revolution
Part 10 - Lost and Unlost
Part 11 - But where are the originals?
Part 12 - Mystery solved?


Related posts:
Making a mark

The other side of the coin

Just like a bad dream
Elementary, my dear Watson 
An invitation


By the end of it, we’ll have a repository of available knowledge about a work of art from a sculptor described as “one of the most important artists of figurative sculpture of the second half of the 20th century”

What I can’t get my head around, though, is why I’m the only person who’s ever bothered to try and find out.

It's not as if you can overlook them.

They're as big as barn-doors , for goodness' sake....

Tomorrow: Johannes Gutenberg and his museum

Not yer normal winery - reloaded - #1335

This isn't the sort of quaint German winery that you'll see in the tourist ads.

No geraniums, no trailing vines canopying secluded courtyards, no buxom serving wenches, no candle-lit tables

Nothing romantic about it at all, in fact.

What you DO get though is seriously good wine, funky people and two seriously good hoolies a year.

This was the autumn do last year and the other day, we rocked on over with Prof and his missus to the spring do.

He doesn't get all twee and charge this much for this wine and that much for that wine.

Standard price for a glass, buy a bottle at the list price, food costs €9.50 a serving and €5 for a dessert.

Good band: Troll and the Freibeuter (Buccaneers)

On view:

Vegetarian pizza (roasted peppers, San Mazano tomato, aubergine, avocad0) on flat bread

Avocado and chocolate icecream on a frozen rock.

Pastry pocket with fresh cheese, rhubarb and strawberry compote and fresh curds

Yummy.....

It's all geek to me... - #1334

Did a double-take when I saw this label.

Most of the geeky computer people I worked with lived off pizza, Big Macs, Coke (also non-capitalised....) and coffee.

Didn't really see them as a market for Extra Virgin olive oil.

Oh.

It's Greek olive oil.

That explains it then.....

Tools of the trade - #1333

If you're of the (mistaken) opinion that potters create vessels with only their hands from a lump of clay, I'll have to disillusion you.

This is a selection of the Frank the Potter's instruments, ranging from brushes to garrottes.

Also squeezy thingies for administering enemas to the cat.

I think...

Frolics - #1332

I'm SURE that there's CONSIDERABLY more frolicking and Bacchanalian activity going on at the top of the fountain at the moment.

Must be Spring...

"D is for.....-#1331

......"Delicious"

Or "Ditsch".

Peter Ditsch's Pretzel/Bretzel/Bretzeln (one of the academics will correct me, I'm sure....) factory is just up the road in Mainz-Hechtsheim and it's a favourite destination for us impoverished pensioners.

60c instead of 70c at the kiosks in town.

Don't even ASK what they cost at football matches....

And now you can get them deep-frozz  at your local supermarket.

I'll have to toddle over there and do some unit pricing....

Hallo, blossom - #1330

Seasonal flirtations

How very tiresome....- #1329

Merrily zipping into the Big Smoke on the velocipede the other day along the farm tracks and through the undergrowth when I feel the tail waggle that tells you that all's not well with the rear wheel tire.

Less resistance to the thumb that there should be.

Look for a culprit

Find this

Not that I'm complaining, but this is the 4th bloody flat tire in less than 2 weeks.

I wish someone would have a talk to these acacias and tell them to stop attacking me....

Yoof Club - #1328

 

This is cool.

Local kids paint the bus shelter at the top of Hechtsheimer Berg, decorate it with shadowy figures and tell folks where the action's at.

Tuesdays and Thursdays 18:00 to 21:00

If you fit the demographic, that is....

The Golden Plough competition - #1327

Wooden spoon in the "Straightness of row" category.

I thought these things are computerised these days - key in what you want to sow and GPS does the rest.

Maybe not in Klein-Winternheim.....

Watch the birdie.....#1326

Makiko Hastings is a Japanese ceramicist living in Yorkshire.

She kicked off the 1000 Birds project, with all proceeds going to help earthquake victims in Japan.

This is ours.

Cool, eh?

Monthly Theme Day - Letterbox - #1325

You say "tomayto" "mailbox", we say "tomahto"  "letterbox"

OK, so technically it's a typecase, but if you can put letters in it and it's a box, then it's a letterbox.

At the Druckladen, the printing workshop at Gutenberg Museum

More over here.


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