this day began with inappropriate snowing which then turned into a miserable raining which is now turning into sunshine, as I write this. What better day could there be to look at… my grandmother’s divination cards!
you’ll recognize some of the occult symbols!
I don’t know how they ended up in my possession. My grandmother has been dead for over 25 years — possibly one of the greatest losses of my life — and I know I didn’t obtain them then. Perhaps I got them after my grandfather died. I saved them because they’re funny, but also because I remember grandmother and I playing with them. For me, as a small child, it was a great game, an exciting story. I have a feeling that was what it was to her too, but I don’t know — and it’s too late to ask.
‘good company’ — the card in the middle — isn’t that the ethereal kiosk?
So, we did divination card stuff. We played on — what are they called, you fill in stuff on a paper, a special form of some kind, turn it in at the shop, and next week you know if you’ve lost or won. I never understood exactly how it worked — I still don’t –, but participated anyway. Grandfather smoked, and then smoked some more. They taught me good things. Actually, they did. Grandmother taught me to count, to knit, to sew, to weave… She was quite artistic and had great intuitions about colours. She had an amazing memory; could beat anyone in memory games. She also loved dogs, and was probably a caninosophist without knowing it. My grandfather, who was very old, taught me how to ride a bike.
I like how the cards are bilingual! I also enjoy the pictures.
these and the ‘picture’ ones are different sets, but I don’t know anything more about them.
on the backside of these cards is a swastika (an occult symbol too); they’re pre-WWII.