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I'm
comforted by the familiar image of the
babushka-wearing Russian Peasant Lady, but I'm
completely baffled by the versatility of the egg in
these Easter cards. Not a terribly exciting or
expressive image, but it shows up again and again.
I don't
know what Grandma's standing on, but look - the
little chickie has one too! She seems to be shaking
that gigantic ladel in a threatening manner. "How
did you eggs get up there? Come down this minute so
I can dye you!" And the little chick is thinking,
"Yeah!" (Did I mention Christ is risen?) |
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Here's
how the eggs got up there, I guess. "Frohliche
Ostern," indeed. Not only do eggs figure very
heavily in the iconography of these cards, but
apparently, in Eastern European lore, chicks (or
"peeps," as my history teacher used to call them)
are capable of doing all sorts of human things. They
always look very stern and severe, and seem utterly
insensible of the relationship between eggs and
themselves - or, for that matter, between peeps and
adult chickens. You won't see any of these guys
giving some bratty kid a ride.
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