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George Loves Martha
FOUND by Markus Hartel
in New York City, New York
George dreams of being with Martha on the inflatable mattress soon. I would assume he's not referring to uhm err anything regarding you know what I mean. I'm thinking either one of them was homeless or a Hobo for a while... George is the artsy type, concerned about the sun-burned Martha in Orlando and he managed to get her a very nice card.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
This is absolutely adorable. I hope everything works/worked out for George and Martha.
I think it's endearing. George it not too clingy, but he misses Martha. George sounds like my kind of guy.
George and Martha... Washington? (is it president's day yet?)
There's also a show with cartoon hippos named George and Martha. And I wanna go google until I get that precise image of Richard and Liz.
I'm glad Martha's back in the states, too. Maaaaaa. (wtf?)
<a href="http://www.willoughbyphotos.com/images/5 and Richard</a>
Probably not the image on the postcard, but I like this one.
and as for <a href="http://www.hbofamily.com/img/programs/ge George and Martha </a>
Yeah, I know.
Oh, and while I was there.. <a href="http://www.markushartel.com/">Ha to Google the Finder.</a>
I'm pretty sure we've seen Finds submitted by Markus Hartel before- I seem to remember viewing his B&W street photos. Anyone?
(hopefully the html bugs get worked out soon, so these links will someday function. Until then, look beyond the code and c&p baby.)
George is a man after my own heart.
Martha is a lucky gal.
Oh my god! I can't believe no one's spotted it! Here is a letter reminiscient of a play by Edward Albee. There are two characters in the play called George and Martha. 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' is an amazing play. And the last line of the entire play is 'Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf, Virginia Woolf...?' 'I am, I am'.
Ahhhh the parallels are amazing!!
OMG Spider!
Did you realise that the other side of the postcard is a picture from the 1967 movie of the same name?
What an amazing coincidence!
Last few finds, well, I'm just an Antipodean girl but they all seem a bit set up. This one especially so. I mean, I'm 41 but I've never "found" anything quite like this. I'm starting to smell a rat. P'raps James is just makin' em up for fun (or not)
cabbage, how suspicious of you. Just accept them and love them for what they are!
How is this one set up? I don't think that it is a coincidence... I imagine that it is an actors notes. Perhaps creating emotional memory for himself. Or something along those lines.
Suse, Spider, hopefully you're being sarcastic. Of course the postcard sounds like the movie, george wrote it to sound like that. Someone is trying to be funny.
It would be nice if we could take a peek at the other side of the postcard, that would be cool. Awesome find.
"An epic back patio". Indeed. Indeed.
I want an George too! aaw.
Maybe they first met and fell in love as starving artists/actors working on the play "Who's afraid of Virginia Wolf?" in a very small community theatre. They went their own ways as Martha wanted to visit the Globe theatre in England and try her luck in the London stage scene. It was rough and now she's decided its time to get a "real job" (as her parents say) so that she can afford to do community theatre ('cause creating art never pays the bills)... but George stayed and is now living it up in Elizabeth, NJ, and has been working his way up that great-undiscovered-upandcoming-actor ladder while paying his bills (and finally being able to afford a mattress -- inflatable, but its a start) with his tips he makes being a waiter and barback in the village.
He's been anxiously awaiting Martha's return, as he's never forgotten their love affair on the set of ... Virginia Wolf.
? maybe?
oops, I see I misspelled Woolf. Sorry if I offended anyone. :)
I like George. I wonder why he wants to sleep on an inflatable mattress though. You'd think with an epic back patio you'd have a tall bed with a canopy. When I first tried to comment last night, there was a different find, and then it sent me back to June 2006. TRIPPY!
My cousin Julia ia an actress, does plays at the local theatres, here in Toronto and the surrounding areas.
She and her hubby met on the stage, 'The Long Weekend'.
So, I tend to believe these are two people who fell in love, had an affair, and went their separate ways for a while.
Now, they're going to rendez-vous in Manhattan.
Perhaps, date for 2 or 3 years, then get married , and become two famous actors, Mr. & Mrs. Geortha!!!!!!
Doesn't anyone else pick up George's controlling vibes from this postcard? First, we choose a card with pic from "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf"--an angry play about dysfunctional people in destructive, dishonest relationships. Then, we put in lots of little qualifiers among the compliments. He's glad to have her back in the States, BUT "he can't wait till she gets a job." Is he planning to live on her income? Said job (and residence)can be "someplace wonderful--**just as long as it's in Manhattan."** At *his* convenience. God forbid he should have to change boroughs to see her! He wants to take her " maybe someday" to "someplace great"--Brooklyn?? I'm not downing NYC, but hey, what about Paris? Or Aspen? Or even Yellowstone?
"I don't want to have to come visit you in Orlando." Because I'm cheap. Better you should pack up and move to NY and find a new place to live, where I can be just a busride away--IF it's in Manhattan!
If I were you, George, I *would* be afraid. Very, very afraid. Don't leave the apartment the next time they hold a "Retake the Night" rally in your area; you might find yourself chained, naked, to a bus stop all night. You make Cro Magnon look cultured.
And that one guy up there in the Classmates.com ad looks out of place. He may be George.
George and Martha Wilson, from Dennis the Menace
I think there is a lot going on in this find and that the immediate obvious is the farthest from the truth.
I sense an affair, thus the use of the obvious fake names, as well as many inside jokes and parallels with the story of Virgina Woolf. I like it!
I think I need to quit staying up reading mystery novels too. ;o)
When I was in college I did some theater and was in a production of Six Degrees of Separation... The guy who played my husband and I used to refer to each other by our character names, (Flan and Ouisa) and be all jokingly gushy with each other. Then he asked me out, and we quickly realized that our feelings for each other in real life actually mirrored the feelings of the characters: To quote, "we're a terrible match."
It was kind of amusing.
Anyway… Maybe “George” and “Martha” will end up a happy little couple (although I kind of get the feeling that George is living in the past and Martha has moved on,) but someone needs to tell the boy that pitching woo with an inflatable mattress is not usually a good way to go. Stiff necks and sore backs make morning cuddles a thing of the past.
Another fantastic Markus Hartel find!
Clover, is this you that made this comment on Markus' site last october? I read the comment, and wanted to comment on here about how Markus has had a found posted on here before. i didn't see your name there when i cut it, but there it is when i pasted it.. too weird.
"Posted by flo_res | October 17, 2007 8:42 AM
Posted on October 17, 2007 08:42
Clover:
Your photography is amazing. Not only is it visually compelling (contrast, composition, subject matter and facial expressions) it's so cool the way you have been able to capture and juxtapose those little ironies. Like excellent poetry. Sorry, words are inadequate. Fantastic!
(I found your site via your find on Foundmagazine; someone's comment mentioned it, so I thought I'd check it out. I'm glad I did!)"
Hey! Petits fours are REALLY COVERED in frosting, unlike some cakes I know. M-m-m-m!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petit_fours
Found is freakin' out on firefox again today. All the comments from before around 6:00 am are gone, and one is up in the header.
Last night at 11:30 the find for today was a drawing of two cute critters, Aaardvark and Insanity Manatee.
Oui, Mona, c'est moi. I don't remember the date of his earlier find, but I remember the photo. That's weird about my name showing up, and I have no idea who flo_res is.
Oh I guess the date was Oct. 17. :)
life is truly running around in circles, Clover, and i'm enjoying the ride, today.
Oui, Mona, whee-e-e-e! Circles! On Firefox our comments are in the middle. And then repeated again at the end. Do you see that? On IE it looks the way it's supposed to (I think.)
Poor Jason.. he must REALLY be running in circles.
Hey Martha, when you finally drag your unemployed ass up to Manhattan to air up my bed, your face better not look like a catcher's mitt. Maaaaaaa......
I'm with "baby basil" on this one ... "someplace great ... like Brooklyn"???
I've had family living in a few different Brooklyn neighborhoods, and I've been through much of Brooklyn at various times over the last few years. It's nice and all, for a city. But NOT as a great place for a rendezvous. Yowza!
I'm just saying.....
cabbage, i think you're too suspicious. stuff like this must be all over NYC. seems like a pretty typical NYC find to me.
but hey, has anyone noticed that interesting finds are fewer and farther between than ever before? maybe someday it will be like agates or whole sand dollars on the beach. none left. all taken by collectors.
when i was a kid we filled a huge bucket with unbroken sand dollars from the beach. it sat in the garage for years. now i feel guilty. of course there could be other reasons the sand dollars have disappeared, environmental changes or pollution. but i'm sure the reason the agates are gone is because collectors took them all.
ok back to NYC
Clover. Markus' last find is actually on October 25th. straaaaaaaaaaaaange
Basil, yeah, I picked up those controlling vibes too.
And then I saw the Richard and Liz/Virginia Woolf reference and it got definitely spooky.
I also misread it as 'epic back pain' which is what you get from sleeping on an inflatable mattress.
I concluded that I didn't really want to be reading this -- intruding on someone's privacy. And/or it's probably full of private in-jokes, so not at all what it seems to us anyway.
(So the moral is -- if you write or receive a private communication, make jolly sure you don't lose it, or it might get Found!!)
What's a sand dollar?
Air mattress? Camping
Polite bathroom? Port-o-potty.
Epic back patio? The great north woods.
Oh, hell. I've lived in Wisconsin too long. I think I need an urban fix.
seriously? elinor? you seriously dont know what a sand dollar is???
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sand_dollar
(whispering, so jonathan's co-workers don't listen in ) Jonathan, i've had that epic back pain before.. I'm too old to be sleeping on an air mattress... sorry george.
Maybe i'm more of a voyeur than you are, and actually relish reading people's personal things. I'm a terrible person, really. I should go to confession.
I think that this thing is chock full of in-jokes, and i think its enormously humorous how people take this so literally. I don't get the controlling vibe, just a humorous one.
Who's Ali?
"Who's afraid of old (scribble) Tan Ali? I am I am"
Sure it's a private bathroom until George decides they've been apart too long, struggles up off the inflatable mattress, treks across the epic patio, and busts in on Martha while she's in the shower! All Martha wants to do is wash her hair and let the hot water work out some of the kinks in her back but nooooooo! George wants to be all romantic as he pulls back the shower curtain and lets the cold air in, murmuring "I'm so glad you're back in the states Maaaa."
(Is it just me, or does it seem kind of squicky to refer to someone you're sleeping with as "Maaa"? Just me? Ok then.)
At first I thought he wrote "mama" and that pretty much freaked me out..."looking forwarded to sleeping with you on the inflatable mattress soon....mama." UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but, i'm thinking that "maaaaa" is just a noise... like.. oooooh.. or.... arrgggh.. and not meant to be a word.
Maybe Martha is a sheep?
"maaaa" is a pretty sheepish noise.
all we like sheep, have gone astray.
I'm from Brooklyn. It's funny how when you're from there, it's not that special compared to Manhatten, but in all honesty there are a lot of beautiful, non smelly neighborhoods- Brooklyn Heights, Carroll Gardens. Williamsburg is the semi-new home of the Hipster. Maybe these kids are crazy theatre majoring hipsters that think Williamsburg is the best place ever. Private bathrooms,..I know that there are a LOT of apartments that have the shared bathroom situation. My roomate dated a guy with a Williamsburg apartment- went to the bathroom one morning to find some skanky hipster in his underpants strolling out of it.
Cabbage- for you to think this one was made up, you've obviously never been to NYC!
This Find made me laugh. Maybe it's controlling, but George just sounds so eager. "epic back patio" - great description. And v. cute that he thinks Brooklyn in someplace great. Maybe it's where he grew up?
Clover:
I did find you and a few other of my favorite posters from Found. How fun!
I suspect, and have for a while, that you're not really old enough to be my mother inspite of the fact that you list your age as 99.
Kat
Actually "Baaaaa" is a sheep noise.
"Maaaaa" sounds more like a goat.
Crazy hipster Theater majors.
My cousin is one, and at her school they all do a year abroad (which basically consists of drinking and prancing about reciting monologues and wearing floaty scarves,) and then come back to try and score an internship... Most of them end up at Disney just because it's a.) Easy to get, b.) Warm and c.) That’s where everyone goes so you're guaranteed to know at least 10 other people.
yeah...inside jokes. I took the "maaaa" to be like a nickname for maaaartha.
Ooops...
Disney is is Orlando: That was my Disney tie-in.
My grandfather was named George Washington Heffffinger. My great-grandfather thought it best he was named after the first president to better fit in since they just immigrated to America.
Are you sure he wasn't talking about his mom? Maybe "Maaaa" is brooklyn talk for Mom.LOL
IT'S CUBICLE!!!!!!!!! not cubical.This has been driving me nuts for weeks, and no one else is saying anything.. sheesh
A cubicle is a small area set off by walls for special use, such as a place to work, to shower, or with a toilet
cu·bi·cal (kyb-kl)
adj.
1. Cubic.
2. Of or relating to volume.
No. Sleep. 'Till. Brooklyn.
Freezing- that's it,..George knew that if Martha couldn't get a job on or off broadway, she'd be off to Disney Boot Camp and transformed into a mutant clone playing Cinderella, or Jasmine 9 times a week and running the tea cups the rest of the time...
There is no postage marked on this post card...hmmmm
I was thinking the same thing Mel
Looking, maybe there's a specific reason that the Cubical Dweller chooses to spell it cubical. A personal reference or inside joke. Someone else has the location of "cubicle" you know.
And maybe everyone else had decided to declare a moratorium on petty spelling attacks. Because we all know what they meant.
but just so you know, my dictionary says: cubical: 1. having the form of a cube. 2. of or pertaining to volume.
So maybe they've simply omitted a word. "living in my cubical *world*, and I am a cubical girl."
That's freaky. George's handwriting is exactly like mine (the S, the ts, the j and i and M, everything is like my handwriting). I hope George gets with Martha for that reason alone.
Got that wonky formatting taken care of, it's fixed for you all, too, yes?
Me and James are here working in DUMBO. If anyone wants to come by and drop off a pizza today, we'll give you a tour of our tiny office. James likes sausage on his pizza, I'm more into Chicago-syle deep dish. Anyone?
Pizzeria Uno's or Lou Malnati's? I'd deliver for YOU, but it'd be cold by the time I got there.
Did you get your chocolate pie yet?
Hey! We can search by Finder name now! Thanks, Found People, that's awesome! Last time I tried to do that was probably a month or so ago, and it didn't work. (and it was the name of someone who has had numerous submitted Finds appear as Find of the Day.)
Someone the other day googled a UPC code, so I tried this one, to see if we could figure out what image in on the postcard, but the item was not found. Can't quite make out the ISBN number up there, but the photographer, Bob Willoughby, has a Flickr site.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/bobwilloughby/
and another site, too
www.willoughbyphotos.com
then for hundreds of iconic images, there's
http://www.fotofolio.com
The lack of postage on the card makes me wonder if it was lost by Martha, some time after her arrival in Manhattan (or Brooklyn, as the case may be), or if Georgie lost it after years of carrying it around with him.
He never got the chance to give it to her, since of course he didn't even know her last name- or maybe even her real first name-- let alone a mailing address for her down there in Orlando. So he eventually lost it. (sounds like he was well on the way to "losing it" when he penned this note. Baby Basil, I think you're a keen observer of human behavior.)
except for the t to h transition, the capital I, and the tails of the gs, this looks like the "Max's Handwriting" font.
Awwww I thought this was totally sweet!!!
Anyone who is excited sleeping on a inflatable mattress with someone it has to be a pretty special someone :P
(the best thing about the page formatting for me today is that the scary American Apparel chick in the clingy turquoise '80's dress is waaaaaaay down on the bottom left. I don't even have to see her, unless I scroll down, even past the "more Finds" section. The downside to this is that the RSS feed, email this, and Dirty Found Video links are down there, too.. Was it those long links last night?)
Jason, James, I'd SO bring you a pizza if I weren't on the other side of the continent!! Beer, too. (it's happy hour in England or somewhere, right? Amsterdam?) I never heard of DUMBO until I watched Vanilla Sky with the director's commentary. Looks like a unique and interesting location.
The finds are way too wordy anymore.
ok.. you're right. i should stop it. i'm very sorry. Sorry cubical. maybe you did know, and i'm just being judgenmental
(Does anyone else here the sound of crickets chirping?)
Hmmm I had never heard of DUMBO before hmmm interesting....
Nope I just hear elephants :P
When I opened the site a few minutes ago it linked me to December 16th 2001 rather than today... December 16th is my birthday.
Creepy much?
Anyway, I just had to slog through 7 years of Finds to get here.
And yes: The crickets are certainly chirping. Why though?
My son's birthday is December 16. 1+6=7
The Universe must be talking.
Oh and by the way John its HEAR as in being able to behold a sound in the ear and not HERE as in being in a specific place!! GeeeeZ!
When the Universe talks it is usually a good idea to listen: It doesn't like to repeat its self. (...Reminds me of my mother in that respect.)
Y, what was the Find that day?
Clover, what you said about all the good Finds disappearing, like the sand dollars and agates... that was really sad.
When I was living on the WA Coast a couple of years ago, there were LOTS of whole sand dollars at a couple of beaches, and lots of broken ones on some other beaches, where motorized vehicles are allowed on the beaches (sacrilege).. but I hope that people will keep on losing (and Finding) interesting photos, notes, cards and other fun things. Someone said it a few days back, though, that in this digital era, there are probably fewer pics being lost, fewer cards and letters, too.
That said, I KNOW that Found is still sittin' on some good finds. (cuz of all the people, myself included, who lament that their awesome finds have yet to be posted, or featured in a book or mag) But I think that we've become complacent and maybe a bit spoiled, expecting spectacular Finds every day.
@Spellcheck Nazi---Check on how to spell "judgmental" again while you're at it. Why do people insist on the "n" in there?
A dollar bill with writing around the edge: Some guy asking young women to contact him for some lovin'.
Appropriate since tomorrow is Valentine's Day!
I actually am not the same person as looking in my dictionary I just said it so show how ANNOYING it is when people come down on others for stupid little spelling errors that EVERYONE make at some point
I knew someone in college who used to pick up on every spelling or grammatical error anyone else made, no matter how small, and blow it way out of proportion. His favorite game was scrabble and if you didn't get the word just right he would actually call you "stupid" and spend the next 20 minutes berating you. It especially sucked because those were the days of IM (do people still use that?) and having a conversation with him actually required cutting and pasting into Word documents for spell-check.
God he was annoying...
Sorry. Mini-tirade. I'm sure none of you are THAT bad.
Mhmmm Jolie! I knew a guy like that, a guy I actually dated once and he used word that very smart intellectual people had no idea meant to make him seem smarter, he actually was the biggest IDIOT I have ever known it turns out. Hmmmm funny how that works.......
Fake! It seems Markus Hartel has been mentioned (plugged) on here before and I believe it was either by Jason or James. Shame on them. I guess the average Joe can forget about getting anything posted on FOUND. Apparently you have to be somebody or know somebody. Shame, I always thought the Found guys looked out for the underdog.
SHAME ON YOU!
Yeah being smart and seeming smart are two completely different things.....
If knowlegde was intelligence a library would be a genius
A memory:
People who feel the need to broadcast how "smart" they are, are usually overcompensating for something:-P
We should get your guy and my guy together and they can compete until one of their heads explodes.
I'm so in Jolie!! There is nothing that compares to somne good brain exploding action!!! w00t!! lol
SOME!!!!!! Hello! There is NOOOOOOO N in some GEEEEEZZZZZZ!
Ok Nazi thats ENOUGH *smacks Nazi*
Vanilla Sky was the worst movie in the world, so to watch it with the director's commentary, well... me again there's something wrong with you!
judgenmental
confussed
asswhole...
just a bit of the foundisms people use.
maybe we should add cubical to that list.
Memory:
Yay! Grab the nets and flashlights!! We're goin' idiot hunting!
BTW: If this "Cubical" person is anything like me, they are frantically typing while hoping against all hope their boss doesn't materialize behind them in that horrible way bosses have. I ran "Cubical" through my spell-check and it wasn't picked up, so there is a good chance they just missed it. Poor kid. I notice they haven't been back.
"...we'll go someplace great together...like Brooklyn..."
That pretty much cracks me up. Cute find, though. I love "Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe".
I personally know some people who have had finds posted on this website, and they're not personal friends of any of the found people. I don't think that when someone posts a website they found on google that it's Jason or James doing it. (or any of the other dozen or more people involved with found.) It's people here in these comments who are bored and don't have anything better to do.
I'm pretty sure I know this guy from years ago. The handwriting looks the same and he spoke like this, dripping with almost undetectable sarcasm and hidden agendas. At first one would think he was simply being witty, but the insults were sly enough not to notice until after we spoke. His name was George. He lives in New York. He idolized Oscar Wilde. He was friends with a Martha from High School & church. If memory serves me right, she was pale, with straight hair and extremely book smart. Or perhaps this is all coincidence.
Is it possible that no one here is familiar with James Marshall's George and Martha books?
Pretty much anything is possible.
Too easy. Really, this chick is too easy.
Hey Kat, don't tell! Why are you in seclusion?
My first impression of this find was that it was not really written by a man to a woman, in spite of the names. I thought it said, "I'm really glad you're back in the states, man."
Epic is my new favorite word. Now I'll go look it up.
{OH! An ART question! Yay!}
Baby:
You said, "an angry play about dysfunctional people in destructive, dishonest relationships" I've seen the play and movie about 100 times. I didn't get that. They were two people that had a method to their survival. I think they were damaged and they played games to get through the day.
This George and Martha like each other...her tan double D's do it for George!
Y, this is so creepy. I brought up the site and it took me to my birthday too. February 13. Haha I'm sorry. I had to do it. :)
Happy Birthday, Em. (now a day late?)
Tess, an alcoholic's "games to get through the day" are not necessarily fun. Ever live with one? I have. Not a good experience.
And if you don't see the dysfunction in inventing a son and keeping up the evolution of said detailed fantasy for over 18 years, well...it's certainly interesting.
I think there's a non-creepy explanation. 2!
To Clover - we don't got sand dollars in Britain, obviously...
i think they're a tropical thing, elinor. Did you check out the wikipedia site i posted?
They aren't tropical. They are all along the pacific coast, and Washington state.
I've never seen one here, and Ive lived pretty much next to the beach for the last 10 years. I looked at wikipedia but it didn't see how they are distributed around the world. By the looks of it they are a Western hemisphere thing.
They're cool tho, Id quite like one.
Have you anything to say for yourself, Jason?
Pepper, nah I got nothing to say, actually. Oh wait, we can now ban IP addresses! Woo! But no, I got nothing to say.
We have lots of sand dollars on North Carolina's Crystal Coast. Just off of Beauford is Sand Dollar Island. It's so cool, the island is not even there at high tide.
Jason, what's IP?
Jason, you shouldn't even respond to Pepper, it only encourages it.
Elinor - I found hundreds of them one day in 1993 on Ocean Beach in San Francisco. I have given them at gifts to special folks for years. If only I could send you one! They are lovely.
Jason.. do it.. do it.. do it.. do it!!
Talk shit to me Jason I love it.
Someplace great.... like Brooklyn... LOL!!!
George,
Just cause you got drunk and peed in my sister's bedroom, doesnt make it your private bathroom. Dropping your change off of something doesn't make it epic. I'm getting a job at Disneyworld just to spite you. Goodbye.
ps
what does 'maaa' mean?