About the show

The Stationery Show last month kicked much ass.

People loved the name. Loved the pinkness. Loved that we were just starting out. Loved to chat about their experiences. Gave us beautiful hand glittered cards. Were all shapes, ages, sizes, sexes and races.

They gave us hope.

So, while we work on our pet projects, Doreen and I are going to work on turning this blog into a repository for all things correspondence: exploring the beauty of mail, notes, cards and letters. If you are reading this -- you probably already can embrace part of it -- but you may not realize how much it means to get personal mail. In these days of tons of junk mail (mostly Victoria's Secret catalogs) that clutter my tiny mailbox every day, it still makes my heart smile to see a new letter from Jessamy, or a card from Lauren or Jenny, or a funny from JenK. It's the best. Plain and simple.

I recently e-reconnected with a boy I haven't seen since I was in 7th grade. He fights for environmental rights in one of the PacNW towns where everyone is GREEN and when they go on vacation they decide to do it biking in Finland for a month -- in the rain. He told me that he stays in touch with some of our elementary school friends -- even sending birthday cards each year with one of them that he hasn't seen in 12 years. He's 30. He's been sending this male friend cards since he was a teenager. Maybe a tad sentimental and good about keeping in touch -- but all the same. That may have given me more hope that all the 600 booths full of letter press, tiny buttons, funky fonts and colors in the Javitz Center.

Cards rule!