"Upon occasion I will either trip over or stumble thru the truth but I certainly try to avoid getting any on me." —Richard Canard
A couple of weeks ago, I suggested that correspondent Richard Canard might well be the La Rochefoucauld of mail art. It's still possible, but just as possible, in an American vein and in light of his most recent piece-- in particular, the aphorism extracted above, is that he might even better be thought of as the contemporary Mark Twain of mail art. Aside from being hilarious, the genius of his observation on the "truth" is that it offers wry wisdom in a variety of contexts. For instance, you can as easily imagine these words in the mouth of a Socrates as you can in the mouth of the most cynical, self-serving member of Congress—with diametrically opposed messages!
The card itself, cut from a box of Ring Pop candy, is about as eye-poppingly colorful as you could wish. Actual ring pops, alas, look nothing like those pictured here, but that's the point of advertising, after all, and, often as not, art, too. It makes things look bigger, brighter, tastier than they can ever be in real life. But more than that, this vibrantly-colored card with its promise of impossibly sweet delight makes you happy just looking at it. Even without the exclamation mark, you hear it: RING POP!
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