I’ve held onto this 1950’s card I received years ago of a womens’ prison in Quebec. It looks like a hotel for Hobbits. Where are these women? Did they ever get to ramble in those green expansive looking fields? Did publisher Lorenzo Audet’s photographer crop this Tudor fantasy fortress to omit the fences and gates that would give this a more ominous look? It almost looks like it could be a happy place and we know that it is not. This incongruency is provoking as are all those straightforward architectural photos of the period. We know what has become of the world and all the things that can happen inside and out.
attic postcards http://www.atticpostcards.com
and quebuc archives where you can do a search by subject, location, editor etc.