A few years ago I placed a
frame of Black Americana postcards in the Minnesota State Fair; Sixteen
well-chosen postcards to be displayed and judged at the Fair. It took me a year
and half to fine the right postcards. In my heart, I was going to
be rewarded with at least a 2nd place ribbon for my hard work as a
post carder. Well the big day came and I ran to the State Fair to see the ribbon I
won for my postcards. I found the frame on display and nothing. There wasn't a
ribbon to be found in the display case. WHAT! Are you kidding me? This is one
of the best frames here this year. I demanded an answer to the question, “Why
didn’t I get a ribbon for my frame of postcards?” I wrote emails…I made phone calls…but
nobody answered me. My mind was on fire. They didn’t give me a ribbon because
the postcards are of black people…the have there nerve. It took me a few days
to calm down. When the Fair was over I went to pick up my frames and the man
returning the frames said, “What, you didn’t get a ribbon on this wonderful frame
of postcards?”, which reignited the fire in my head. I took my frames home and
hung the frame to remember my hard work that was ignored.
Since then I have really
studied postcards. I’ve read books and articles and talk with my friend Jerry
who is the postcard master in the St. Paul area. I’ve learned about the texture
of a card and what it’s called. I know about the printing companies and the
designer that have created those postcards.
So last month I took the
frame of Black Americana postcards off the wall to study them. I pulled the
cards out one by one and studied each card; the printing company name and texture
of the postcard. About ten minutes later I simply couldn’t look in the mirror.
I was so embarrassed and upset with myself. Those judges knew what they were
doing. It had nothing to do with the race of the people on the postcards or the
race of the man that place the postcards it to the contest. It was all about
the postcards.
I had mixed linen
postcards with smooth, white board postcards. When I looked at what I had done…I had four
different types’ postcards in the frame. For two years I blamed the judges for
their actions; when I was the one totally at fault. A little education goes
along way.
Linen Postcards from Genuine Curteich-Chicago (Top Front, Button Back)
Linen Postcards from Ashville Postcard Company (Top Front, Button Back)
This white boarder postcard is from Phostint Company...produced in the 1920's (Top Front, Button Back)
This postcards is from C.T. American Art...it's recreation of 1911 postcard from I.F. Company (Top Front, Button Back)
Now I know a white bordered postcard from a linen postcard. I know a Curt Teich vs a recreated postcard from C.T. American. Now
don’t think for a moment that I’m expert yet, in many cases I’m just above a
beginner. Collecting postcards is one thing, being a real post carder is
another thing.
Happy post carding, no matter what type of postcards you collect.