Category Archives: breathing

Over the River and Through the Woods

I grew up in Nebraska and Iowa, but every other year or so (although it seems like every year in my memory), we would drive to northern New Jersey at Christmastime to visit Grandmother Maggie and Grandfather Bud. I’ve written about Christmas at their house before; it was always magical, without fail. My grandmother embodied

2013 Calendars

From the beginning In school, I only ever studied art because I loved it. Photography, printmaking, ceramics, bookbinding, and drawing were electives; things I loved to do, not things I was required to learn. High school was your standard blur of self-doubt and academic ambition, and when I was at Grinnell I tried to take

October 10

October is a big month around here; Charlotte was born on the 2nd, we were married on the 6th, and today, the 10th, marks fifteen years together for Matt and me. October shadows are steep, the light is crisp and bright, the days shortening, and our thriving little family is operating full tilt, as fast

Drawing

Drawing Babies Breath After a busy li’l May, we’re coming up for a breath of summer air. We’re launching 5 new wedding invitation designs next week that have been waiting their turn very patiently. Charlotte and I are off to Iowa later next week, and I’m looking forward to seeing a sunset and some wide

Clear winter nights

The tiniest detail of one project I’ve been developing these last few weeks January 4, 2012 There’s a trend going on around here: every year is somehow exponentially faster than the one before. If I had to guess, it has something to do with being in our 30s and having a toddler; we’ll have to