A Call for Holiday Recipes!

That’s right. I’m on the hunt for holiday recipes for inspiration.


Three years ago, I found a fabulous paper created by the Mr.Boddington’s crew and was immediately inspired. I used that paper to design my Hanukkah Latke’s recipe/greeting card that came with an envelope lined with that paper. And it launched a million and one ideas of what could be done with fabulous holiday specific recipes.

But then I sat. I did absolutely nothing with the ideas, aside from thinking about it and telling some friends.

And now, I’m trying to quickly collect them before the holidays are upon us. I tend to cut myself short, as you see. I’ve gone through my collection of cook books and cookie recipes looking for the best and most holiday specific cookie recipes, but I’m falling short. I’ve asked some friends. I even managed to find while organizing a recipe binder a cookie recipe collection printed in the Washington Post back when I lived in the DC/Northern Virginia area in maybe 2005. It’s so old, it’s turning yellow. Not to mention, the recipes didn’t really conjure the inspiration I am seeking.

So I’m asking you guys! If you have a recipe you don’t mind parting with, that reminds you of the holidays, please leave a comment below and I’ll respond, or you can email me at info [at] s2stationery [dot] com.

When I say holidays, I’m all inclusive. Ideally, I’d love to have Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkha, and Kwanzaa focused holiday recipes as we’re approaching that season. Honestly, though, we don’t have to stop there. If you have a favorite Ground Hogs Day recipe, send it my way. The same goes for Easter, Valentine’s Day, Passover, any holiday!

The deadline to submit holiday recipes is Monday, October 17th. That gives me some time to sketch things out and get some ideas on paper. Literally.

All recipes will be shared by name, even if not selected for a design, on this blog. Recipes used will be properly credited and the person who shares will get some free product with their recipe(s).

Again, to get in touch with me, please leave a comment below and I’ll respond, or you can email me at info [at] s2stationery [dot] com. 

So please, help inspire me, if you can! And ask your friends to share, too. The more recipes I can get, the better!



Choo Choo! Trains, Children, drawing, Insecurity, and “The Little Prince”

When I decided to quit my job (post on that coming soon), I felt secure in my decision because a few orders came my way via Etsy, email, and word-of-mouth. One of those orders was from a dear friend of mine looking for decor and invitations for her son’s second birthday.

Now, I’m going to come out and admit something. Something that any other “designer” might gasp aloud to.  Invitations and social stationery products geared toward children scare me. There. I said it. I admit it. I can no longer lie to anyone who asks for baby and or children’s products.

I believe the fear comes from my insecurity about my drawing and cutesy ability.  There are “designers” out there who just do cute really well. They rock chevron and circles and shapes a la illustrator like pros. I don’t. Everything I do takes shape via pen and pencil and then I go through the painstaking process of manipulating everything by hand in illustrator and cleaning it up via photoshop. Most times, I hate what the final product looks like; instead loving my hand illustrations more.

I know that the “designers” out there are going to say, “well you’re just doing this wrong!” or better yet, “you simply don’t know the software tools you’re playing with!”  Both are true and false.  I really dislike how “the same everything looks” these days. Design is design. If you package it nicely, people will buy it. I realize I want people to buy my product and so I need to be careful with what I said here, but I don’t like how everything looks the same in my industry.  So I struggle. I struggle with this lack of desire to get better at the tools that will help me achieve sameness and with the desire to not get better and keep perfecting my hand/eye/pencil coordination.

Anyhow, this all came to a close, rough close, in February when I mailed out invitations, stickers and two banners to my friend for her son’s birthday party.  Lucas, loves trains and his favorite color is red. Those were my directives along with a few photos of train projects via pinterest.  My first attempt at drawing the train, was horrible. I thought it ugly.  So I tossed it.

Then one morning, I reflected on the following quote from The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, “One sees clearly only with the heart.  Anything else essential is invisible to the eyes.”  It made me realize that I had been drawing wrong all along. I have (because all my drawings start this way) always drawn trying to draw like someone else, instead of what my heart tells me and how my hands guide me.

At 9am, I pulled out my sketch book and my oil pastel crayons and sketched out a train. I put Lucas’s name as the letters being carried by the train and in the smoke wrote out the word, “Choo Choo.”  The colors were vibrant; the train perfect. I manipulated the files in illustrator and created a few files for the invitation to send to my friend.  She loved them immediately and could not make up her mind on which one to choose. In the end, she picked my favorite and then working from there, I created stickers for her goodie bags and pieces for her banners.  I have never been more proud of myself!

In the words of Crystal, my friend and Lucas’s mother:

“Lucas’s second birthday party was fun and chaotic.  We had a lot of kids running around high on sugar in a tiny area to help celebrate the wild two’s that Lucas will soon behold.  The train theme was a big hit with everyone.  Sara did an amazing job making beautiful banners!  One of the banners was hung above the main living room entrance that said “Lucas” on it and could be seen as soon as you entered the house.  We then set up a second area for the party downstairs with an “All Aboard” banner to help steer people to more food and entertainment.  Our “Baggage Claim” was claimed at the end of the party as the party favors which included a wooden train that could be taken home with a small container of paints and a paint brush that was sealed with a beautifully designed thank you sticker.  It was crazy but a lot of fun.”

Photos from the party and of each piece are below. Thank you Crystal for the opportunity to stretch my creative muscles.  I’m really excited to offer banners moving forward. Maybe? Maybe I’ll just keep them as custom. You never know!






Wedding Season 2013

Wow. I am floored at how quickly time is moving these days, or rather this year. Last year, while I cried my way through the last four months, I had no idea that January would swing in, punch me back to reality, and leaving me paying more attention to every moment I have on this planet.

This blog has taken a bit of a turn. I haven’t written as much as I would like to, nor have I felt a need to write. I’ve been writing on other spaces, but writing more so on environmental concerns.  What brings me to write now, today, is that wedding season for me has ended. This year had me work on three sets of wedding invitations and all three had delivery dates a week apart.  Each set was different and required a different set of skill and time.

One set was the complete wedding stationery from the invite all the way to the table and seating cards at the wedding, along with programs, thank you cards (my gift to the couple), menus, table cards, and escort cards.

The second wedding only involved invitations and an RSVP post card, but required that I cut slots into the side of the third layer, to apply the top layer and hold it all together with a knot in the center.

The third wedding was the most simple, as it was two layers to assemble.

When I discuss custom wedding projects with a couple, I promise them that the final product will be exactly that, a final product. There will be no assembling on the couples part; all that will need to be done is invitations stuffed in envelopes, addresses added to envelopes, and a trip to the post office.  Yes, this means a ton of time is spent on actually assembling invitations, but that is the fun of my job. I love seeing a pile of finished invitations take shape as I keep making.

Of the three weddings, I attended two. The second wedding that involved the cut slots, I did not attend. They were strictly clients, who I would consider friends, especially after dog sitting their adorable little Chihuahua pup, Tootie, but I was not a guest.  Please note, I did not expect to be invited to that wedding.

The first wedding that I did attend, was in California. Temecula, California to be exact. It was directly in the desert and it was stunning. The couple, two very good friends of mine, asked me to do their wedding stationery the minute they got engaged. It spanned two countries: the US and Japan. They were in fact, one of the only people I skyped with while I was away. This wedding was the first I mentioned that I did all the pieces of the suite. It was breathtaking to be there for my two dear friends and not only share in their friendship and love, but be part of their day in more than one way.  When I sat at the table, across the pool from the married couple, and saw the menus, table cards, and escort cards, it was like a dream had come true. I know that sounds silly, but it was as if all of my love that transpired from my heart through my fingers and was surrounding their new beginning. That makes me sound like I’m full of myself, but I’m not. It’s actually quite a humbling feeling.

The second wedding, I did not attend, but I did check in with the couple two weeks before their wedding and they were overwhelmed, but excited. They told me they appreciated me checking in on them and would let me know how everything went. I look forward to hearing from them.

Finally, the third wedding, I attended. It was held October 26th, in gorgeous Lake George, New York. It was the wedding of my former roommate (I live alone now) and her then boyfriend, now husband. They are an amazing couple. My former roommate is in fact one of my favorite people ever.  The invitation process was particularly difficult for me because my former roommate isn’t your typical female. She’s a guys girl. She gets dressed up, but she is so far from Diva it is refreshing. I knew she wanted natural, but I wasn’t sure if she was going the formal or informal route. In the end, her wedding was stunning and the invitations I created for them, her husband had quite a bit to say about the paper, fit the day and evening to a T.

It was at this third wedding that I splurged. I was able to spend the weekend in a gorgeous room in a quaint and romantic bed and breakfast overlooking the Lake. I slept well, partied with dear friends, and got to see a part of New York that I had never seen as an adult. It was truly magical and the perfect way to end a year of work on weddings that stretched my creative ability, taught me something new (I learned about foiling!), and showed me just how much I love working on wedding stationery.

Below is a gallery of photos of the three different wedding invitations so you can see how different they all turned out to be. I also included a few photos from the two events I went to. I don’t take many pictures any more at weddings. I decided at the wedding in California that I wanted to just be in that moment. Photos would definitely help me remember the day and night, but they wouldn’t exactly take me back to how the moon looked, or how fascinating it was to see the peacocks moving about above and around us.

On a different note, things are picking up for me as of late and I’m really excited to see what 2014 brings. As a matter of fact, I’m hoping to do more than three wedding invitation sets next year. Maybe you’ll help me? If you know anyone looking for custom wedding stationery, please send them my way! More details on a program I am launching to acknowledge your help, soon…

The Cost, Expense and Value of an Education

My current education is costing me a pretty penny. Not quite as pretty as the pennies I am paying Sallie Mae for my Bachelors Degree from The George Washington University in Washington, DC, but nonetheless, it is costing me.  And it has been worth every penny I’ve spent.

Earlier this year, I applied to a competitive Masters Program at The School of Visual Arts in NYC. I worked my butt off to get my application in on time and was rejected. I was upset when I received my rejection letter and the note I got from the coordinator of the program with “helpful tips” for reapplying next year didn’t help, but once I settled down, I realized that I wasn’t upset about the rejection at all.  I was disappointed, I mean nobody likes rejection, but my thinking then was that bigger and better things were headed my way; and they are, I’m currently living them.

See, I had been planning to make this trip to Japan happen for about two years and applying to Grad school was just another way to distract me from taking the steps necessary to follow my dream. I also realized that I should have followed my initial reaction to grad school which was, you are interested in the program and enough so to reach out and talk with the Chair of the Program, but not enough to apply.  Anyhow, I didn’t listen to myself and went ahead and applied and I got rejected.

If I had gotten into grad school, the two-year program would have cost me $80,000. Yeah, that’s a bundle of money. I have no doubt that the program would have been just as good for me if I had gone, but I didn’t and I’m glad I didn’t because I was worried about financing the degree the minute I heard the price tag.

Now, this little education that I’m getting of living in Japan for almost three months and being a wandering gypsy since October 1st, has also cost me, not near as much as that degree, but I did take my savings to fund this adventure. In the long run, and currently, the cost of this trip is of more value to me than what I would have gotten in one of the class rooms of a Master’s degree program in it’s first year.

Sometimes on-hand, in-person, real education is worth so much more than in the classroom analysis and project development.

So how much has this trip cost me? Well, I can’t be sure just yet, I’ll have a tally in January once I’m back home in the United States, but I can tell you this…the flexible/non-scheduled program at the Museum I’ve been studying at since October 16th has been amazing and eye-opening. I’m enveloped in a new language, culture, experience, and skill-set. I am learning about patience and a slower style of living. I have tuned back into myself. I’ve experienced a truly spiritual awakening and a questioning of myself that has both startled and left me amazed.  The most beautiful part of it all is that I’ve connected with a group of people so talented, open, and generous, I can’t say enough good things about them.

Every day at 3:00pm, we have “tea time.” It is where the staff of a paper making studio takes a 15 minute break. Paper making is hard work. It’s laborious and exhausting. Either way, in a traditional female role, I serve tea (of course!) and then sit with the main teacher, Tamamura-san. Lately, he has taken to noticing my large bust and makes a point to gesture with his hands my large bust, to which I promptly respond, “NO!” and then he laughs, but today, joking aside, he looked at me and said in a Japanese and English combination, “in three days you leave,” and then started to make a crying gesture with his hands.  I tried to tell him that I would be back, but my limited Japanese doesn’t lend itself too kindly to expressing that much.

Let me tell you about this man, Tamamura-san. He knows paper making. He grew up in a family that made paper. He has an air about him where he could care less about me. At least that is how I felt when I started in October. He would show me things, but spend most of the time watching me and saying, “NO!” and then taking over to show me what I was doing wrong. He also went about pushing me around. He knew I couldn’t speak Japanese and instead of saying anything he’d just physically push me. Now, don’t get worried. I understood. He didn’t trust me. I showed up out of nowhere, so American wanting to study his skill. He had no real time for me.  But he let me watch and watch and watch. Then he started letting me help set up the studio in the morning. Then he let me try making paper.

Yesterday, he taught me all about making “neri” (the adhesive used to bind the paper fibers into sheets). “Neri” comes from Tororo-Aoi, a root plant that gives off a slimy substance that acts as the glue for paper making. It is as important as the plant fibers themselves and Tamamura-san is in love with Tororo-Aoi. He is in charge of neri production at the Museum. Yesterday morning and afternoon for about several hours he brought me into his inner sanctum and taught me all about the process. We washed them, soaked them, beat them, and then took the roots back to the Museum where they will sit until added to the already mixed Tororo-Aoi bucket.  I realized the importance of this education yesterday when he told me that he loves tororo-aoi and I knew that we were having a bonding experience. This is as important to me as about two weeks ago, when this same man, looked at me during tea time and said “You are my friend.”

If I had chose grad school over coming to Japan, I might be sitting in a classroom in New York City discussing the importance of design to change consumer behavior as we face natural disasters post-hurricane Sandy. This is undoubtedly an important conversation to have and I’m glad that the 25 students selected over me have a real hands-on point to discuss and consider, but I’ll gladly take my location of Echizen, Japan.

My hands-on experience is not just a cultural exchange, like gaining the trust of Tamamura-san, but I’m also seeing and practicing real experience that I would have wanted to gain from the Master’s program in a different way. Every day, I see how the Japanese recycle, water gets collected and used in paper studios, and am learning to reuse items so less waste gets created. It’s really incredible to think about how my own thinking has changed since I left New York City and I was a pretty good recycler then.

Anyhow, a couple of days ago, I had a terrifying moment where I thought I might not have enough money and started to panic. I altered my plans (which was necessary) for this reason and because of an issue with the woman I have been staying with. I’m getting ready to leave Echizen in three days. I head down to Osaka on November 30th, the day before my birthday and will do some traveling before I figure out my business game plan and the next stage of my life. While every day I balance my accounts and account for every yen (and convert that to dollars) I spend, I also keep a mental note of all the amazing value each cost and expense has brought me.

I needed this trip, village, and education more than I realized when I bought my tickets that fateful night in August. As for what “education” means well, it definitely means paper making, but it also means life. I have posted a bit before about things I’ve learned and realized on this trip, but the biggest thing is that with faith and courage, doors open, and some shut, but nothing is forever, some things happen now because they need to and that is the beauty of life, you just have to be open to the beauty around you, even when everything seems dismal and are not working the way you want.

In that alone, I know I’ve definitely gotten my values worth. Oh, and as for Tamamura-san, just being around him is worth $800 (cost of the Museum program, by the way), pushes, “no!”,  and sexual harassment included.

Recipe Cards

I was getting ready to write a wordy posting about working with your hands and realized I don’t do enough self-promotion on MY blog, so I’ve scratched today’s “intelligent” and “useful” article to share photos (which helps me add some photos to the mix of words).  If you click on a photo, you’ll be taken to my Etsy page to look some more and order. Yep! Call me scandalous…

Personalized Recipe Cards:

Inspired by the wife of a friend, these cards begged to be made. They did. I ate some apple crisp a la Caroline and the recipe cards came to my mind and said, “SARA, PLEASE, PLEASE MAKE US!”

They’re a twist on old and new; kind of modern, but definitely rooted in the past. I know many a time where I have not cared about recipe cards. I mean even now, I have cook books and a binder full of copies of recipes from cooking magazines, but I don’t have cards with my mother’s recipes in these books or binder.  I also know that my mother doesn’t have recipes with her mother’s recipes on them; she has them stored in her brain, which doesn’t help me. Eureka! Christmas gift idea just now!

As with all of my designs, the idea is that you’re not overwhelmed by design, you’re inspired to write. I think that’s the case of these cards.  They are personalized, as you can see from the two examples below and are a jiff (on my end) to create.  I think they’re prefect for Christmas gifts, bridal showers, new home gifts, and even just for the cooks in your life.

Brooklyn Specific Recipe Cards:

You know, because Brooklynites are kind of like aliens in their own world. I’m SO JUST KIDDING! I’m originally from Brooklyn. I love Brooklyn. Which is why Brooklyn gets more love than the other Boroughs.

Contact me if you’re interested in ordering anything, or just visit Etsy.

Monday, I’ll return with more wordy postings. Although, I may provide a sneak peak of holiday items as I get ready for Crafts in Chelsea!  Enjoy the weekend!

John Galliano, Muse Seeker

Okay, so let me preface this posting by saying that I abhor racism to any extent (even though I believe we’re all a bit racist). I read the article that I am discussing before even knowing about the comments Mr. Galliano is accused of having said regarding the Jewish race.  I am in no way writing about him to promote him or his racist views.  I am instead writing to discuss comments that really struck me by him in an article, “John Galliano’s Search for His Muse,”  that recently appeared in New York Magazine’s Fashion Issue.

Remembering that Mr. Galliano is known for his fashion genius and his persona, I read this article with appreciation as an artist.  Of course, days later, I’d learn of his racist comments and the fact that he got sacked thanks to them. I felt a bit unsettled, but after all, nothing that humans do is really surprising anymore. I don’t say that in a cynical way either, I just mean that people never truly know anyone. We’d like to think we do, but we all have dark, hidden sides to each of us and when and how we show it, if ever, is really what I think is shocking for many.But that’s enough about that and on to the article…

“What do you look at when you walk the streets of New York? Do you find inspiration here?
I walk down the street in whatever city I’m in, and I’m really very open to life. It’s easy to find beauty. I’m looking for that next new elusive muse that I will hinge my narrative on and create a collection around. Something goes on with the intuitive side of my brain, and it’s put into order by the logical side.

So who is the muse this time?
She’s always elusive. I’m always chasing her. She’s an essence, a spirit. Like a parfum. I don’t really ever want to catch her because that’s what keeps me going.

You aren’t the designer who dresses in black and disappears next to his creations.
It’s very simple. I immerse myself so deeply in my narrative and my research—and it would happen to you too, by the way—that this muse becomes a part of you, and of course it has an effect on the way you look, the way you speak, the way you move. You’re imagining the color of crimson on her lips. Do you smell gin on her breath? Does she write by candlelight? I’m living that character day and night whatever collection it is.”

What I loved about the article was not just his approach to finding and keeping his muse, but that I could agree with him 110%.  His sentence on the last question above, “I immerse myself so deeply in my narrative and my research—and it would happen to you too, by the way—that this muse becomes a part of you, and of course it has an effect on the way you look, the way you speak, the way you move.” proved to be vivid for me. I read that and smiled, thinking to myself, “Yes! I get that!”

He mentioned what he does in order to keep the muse alive, never quite touching her, but never quite losing contact with her either.  I know that the minute the connection with a muse is gone, a lot is left to confusion and can often times lead to a lack of inspiration. No artist wants to experience that. Ever. The artist allows him/herself to revel in the chase, the scent, the research and exploration and then document it as best as possible. As someone who has researched and sketched and sketched some more and then sometimes, replicated via the computer, I know what exactly that chase is. It’s one of the most invigorating moments in designing/crafting. And upon completion, it’s when you smile big, full of awareness and proud that you were able to zero in on her and articulate her impact on your life and work.

This article really made me pay more attention to my muse. I started to question what my muses have been and when I’ve noticed them before.  I have talked about how I dream about my designs (which I know isn’t ideal in the long run, but for custom pieces, is quite ideal), but what exactly creates them? The only thing I can say is something in my day-to-day doesn’t register in my conscience, but only in my subconscious, which is why I can visualize them in my dream and then make them happen. I know that may seem a bit far-fetched and even silly, but it’s true.

Even more importantly, I started noticing more things about my muses–most importantly, how she is always lurking in nature. And to quote a lady at the New York Botanical Garden last night, “Nature is the best designer.” I couldn’t agree more.  I guess in my case, the best thing about my muse is that all I need to do is walk down a different street, or visit a neighborhood I’ve never been to before.

I know that as far as inspiration and muses come, I have a long road to explore. I mean, I just started this road of craftsmanship and “design,” and who knows how many shapes and evolutions my muses will go through, I just know that right now, I’m enjoying them as they hit me and I look forward to every moment that can share another one.

The whole concept of finding that inspiration is one that I’m very interested in, so if you have any to share, even if it’s not related to design and crafting, I’m open to hearing them and talking about them. No inspiration is wrong inspiration. Especially if it leaves you feeling happy and complete.

Oh, and I highly recommend you read the interview (link above) with Mr. Galliano. Again, racist comments aside, his work for Dior has been stunning and you can dislike the man, but you have to give credit due to his ability to make strikingly beautiful things.

Best Ideas

I told my co-worker (remember full-time employee here!), that my best ideas seem to come while I’m sleeping or naked. Clearly, never both. Just one or the other never combined. *

The reason I told her this was because I decided to share an idea that came to me Monday morning while I was applying lotion to my skin. Don’t worry folks, it’s nothing remotely dirty. The idea was to create a wedding invitation set based on DC and therefore specifically for DC folks and events. This doesn’t mean that someone who is from DC, or loves DC so much they MUST have invitations with a DC theme can not purchase the invitations. What it means is that I’m going to specifically design a set of cards based on cities around the world.  The easiest and most obvious being DC, NY, Paris, Rome and London, but there is so much flexibility!

These invitations will require quite a bit of work, which means the first thing I need to do is sketch out exactly how I want to create them. The other trick to this gorgeous idea is that it requires sewing a design on paper (my apparent technique of choice these days).  This means that these sets will require much more than the standard design and will probably take a bit of time as well to create.  Which leads me into another direction…how much planning do I need to do to even get these accomplished.

Of course, I’m sharing the planning stages with you now as I write out this blog, but in the moment the idea came to me, I was bend over, applying lotion to my legs.  As soon as I arrived at complete standing position again, I was excited.  By the time I got to work and told my coworker, I was super excited and planning what other cities and icons I could use to develop the line.

I should note that it’s these projects-the ones I dream about that come the easiest and often perform the best. What I mean by “perform the best” is that they’re loved by everyone who sees them. These are the projects that while they can be time consuming, are the ones that I really breathe life into and in turn breathe life in me. They make me dizzy with passion and love and the end result shows just that. I’m not by any means saying that the projects I don’t dream up don’t breathe life or offer high quality because they do. I am that type A personality about my work. I care about my work and I would NEVER send out work that reflects badly on me. That’s just not how I operate.

What I do mean though, is that the creations I don’t dream take forever for me to design; they require a higher scale of inspiration.  Sometimes it exhausts me and I have to leave the project, which is NEVER a good thing when you’re working with a client. NEVER. It’s usually these projects where I go with the flow of things, allow some additional forces to be part of the project and see them through completion. While I’m usually pleased in the end, I’m not in love. And I think that’s part of being an artist…accepting that you can’t always love a creation, you can just like.

The first time this happened, I was devastated. I felt like I had sold myself out. I hadn’t. The client was really pleased with the end result and I was pleased that I had deviated from my normal collection of work, but I wouldn’t count it as my “best” work.

Another scenario for ideas comes when I’m in a store and I feel inspired. However, what I’ve noticed about these situations is that the end result is NEVER what I’ve imagined. In fact, I’ve often created something so far from what I thought I would create, I don’t recognize where the inspiration came from. These moments, I think are worse than feeling like I’ve sold out because I don’t love a creation. They’re much worse in my head because I feel like I’ve failed myself in implementing something that could have been great!

An example of this is fairly recent. I created four wedding invitation samples and didn’t have a definite idea so I went to the paper store for inspiration. As I meandered around, I came across the most striking paper ever–white, sheer paper pulp with a large circle pattern on the page. It was amazing. I still have it and intend to do something proper with it. The thing was, I saw it and my eyes bugged out with ideas. I knew exactly what I was going to do and how I was going to do it and it was going to be the most fabulous thing anyone has EVER SEEN! But when it came time to actually make the invitation with this paper, I couldn’t.  I was facing the brick wall of nothing. And I was frustrated, so I went an alternate way.  This invitation was still my clear favorite of the four I produced, but it wasn’t selected. The reason behind it not being selected was simply because the one they did pick somehow managed to describe the location, or as my client said, “If we had gone with the other reception site, we would have picked the other invitation (my favorite). It just screams of the other site-the feeling, everything.” I was so happy by this comment because I had managed to get what they wanted with limited details and because as a designer it shows that I do list and put the client before my own needs. That is what I’m getting paid to do after all, right? Yes. That makes me happy.

This all leads me to the topic of the best ideas. All ideas are best really, especially if they speak of passion and love, but I’ve found that the ones I execute the best are the ones that leave me naked to the world-that truly take me out of my element and leave me open to profound criticism or appreciation. One could say like walking down the street naked, si? Si. So get naked and see what happens!  I’m hoping it all good stuff. 🙂


*You may be concerned that I’ve shared that much information, but don’t be. Over time, I’m sure that we’ll become very close and you’ll know much more, paper/stationery business aside, about me and the way my brain thinks (or maybe ticks?).