New Design – Birth Announcements – Blushing Lucy Blue

Printed on Brilliant White Linen Cardstock 260gsm, these New Baby birth announcements, shown here in Baby Blue, are also available in Blushing Pink

Accompanied with a luxury matching lined envelope.

Available to buy in my Etsy shop.

 

New Design – Birth Announcements – Blushing Lucy

Printed on Brilliant White Linen Cardstock 260gsm, these New Baby birth announcements, shown here in Blushing Pink, are also available in Baby Blue.

Accompanied with a luxury matching envelope.

These announcements are available to buy in my Etsy shop.

December. A month of maniacs.

I don’t know about you, but from the middle of December, all panic sets in. Ten years ago, it was Christmas Eve when that happened to me. Not going to work every day does make it easier, of course, since I have more time to consider how many baubles we should hang on our tree, or should I use brown or patterned wrapping paper for our gifts. Actually, I don’t think like that. I just see how I feel. The problem is though, that you get things done for everyone else, and then there’s no time for your own things. Like, I haven’t even thought of a design for my own Christmas Cards yet. How lame is that. This week will be the week though. I haven’t even started my Sketchbook Project which is due January 15th. I don’t want to rush it but ordering it late is my fault, so no one to blame but me.

I find people turn into maniacs in December. Its a month of rushing about, and stressing, for a couple of days of applying food to ones face (thats a Nigella-ism that I’ve borrowed – thanks Nig). Don’t get me wrong, I do love it. Even more so now our children a little bit older. Its just other people, with their crazed looks in their eyes and their internal monologue failing drastically. I don’t need to know where you have to get your bits and bobs from to sew onto a nativity costume, I really don’t. Oh dear, I do sound mean, but it has to come out somehow. Ok. What would the Dalai Lama do? Of course, he’d be patient and kind and sympathetic. Ok. That’s what I’ll do. I can do that.

I haven’t got alot to show for the last few weeks. The winter weather is tiring and early nights have been slightly more necessary than making, otherwise I feel like a granny (which I imagine feels stiff, slow but always smelling of roses). For now, here are a couple of cards I made.

By the way, do you like the snow? (Its chaos-free snow. Very spesh)

Greetings Cards & Bespoke Gifts

Did you notice the two new pages on this site? No. I wouldn’t have done either. Which is why I thought I’d let you know right here. If you click on the button at the top of the page ‘Social Stationery’, you’ll see what I’ve been working on lately. And if you click on ‘Bespoke Gifts’, you’ll see the one lonesome picture I finished the other day. There’ll be more to come. All in good time.

Twitter = It’s Not All “What I Had For Dinner….’

Twitter. It’s a funny little gremlin. Lots of people loathe it. Others love it. I’m a lover. Not a loather. The beauty of it is that you can create your own little world of friends within it. You surround yourself with people  you want to be surrounded by. Different industry specialists. Stephen Fry. Friends. The Dalai Lama. (I know….it can’t actually be him tweeting from his temple. It must be another brother. But I like to think there’s a little chance.) You become immersed in that world that you made, which is a strange feeling. The moment you close the ‘Twitter’ browser window, that world is gone. Until you type those letters into the address bar once again….h.t.t.p.:././.w.w.w.twitt…….and then…whoosh……20 new messages…..What’s been going on….? What have I missed? Well actually, you don’t miss out on anything….you scroll down, and you read what your world has been talking about in your absence. You don’t even need to be involved. You can simply sit back, and take in what everyone else is talking about. For me though, I like to feel involved. It makes you feel more part of the world you’ve nurtured from your first tweet. I also feel inspired and motivated by what others share. What books people have illustrated. What they’re working on. What’s in their sketch book. Its amazing. What other way would we be let into other peoples worlds, whom we’ve never met and probably will never meet. You wouldn’t. It just wouldn’t happen. I’ve thrown my arms around the Twitter-gremlin. Its my friend and I’m staying a while.

Which leads me nicely onto Carys of Carys Ink. She’s an illustrator, based in Bristol and by following her, I won a little giveaway she was holding. This is a bonus for three reasons. 1) I get to see the work of another amazing illustrator. b)  I won a pack of 9 nicely-printed, beautifully drawn notecards/postcards, which dropped through the door on Saturday morning. 4) I received something in the mail that wasn’t a bill and wasn’t addressed ‘To Someone Who Cares’ for the ‘Save The Worm’ charity.

So I wanted to show you. Because when I won, I got excited. And when I opened the envelope, they made me smile. And I knew you’d like to share my childish enthusiasm.

Thanks Carys, you a doll. (And no, that’s not a typo. I’m saying it in my New Orleans dialect. Obviously.)


Snip. Cut. Glue. Stick.

When I was very young, one of my favourite pastimes was cutting, sticking, sellotaping, stapling and colouring in bits of paper. On the rare occasion my dad would take my sister and I into work on a Saturday, after filling an A4 envelope with melon flavoured chewy sweets from the packaging machinery factory for us as a treat, he would settle us in his office with paper, pens and sellotape. Of course, after trying out his wheelie, spinning desk chair, we would then happily sit and cut and stick whilst he got on with whatever business he needed to. My most favourite masterpiece to make was a folder for whatever ‘club’ I was in at the time. The Licorice Allsorts Club was one. Not because we liked the sweets, but because we did allsorts. Genius. We even made ourselves badges with licorice allsorts drawn all over them. As for the folder, I would stick two pieces of paper together, down three sides. Or for extra rigour, I would also staple over the tape. Obviously, that was in case I had reams of club paperwork to put into my folder. I would also create little pockets on the front of my folder, one large pocket, with a small pocket over the top. Then, it was time to decorate it. If I was at home, the, what seemed like it was a metre long, rainbow pack of felt tip pens would come out. If we were at work with dad, it would be highlighters. Whatever the case, my eyes would have looked strangely bulbous, with a crazed, wild look in my eye and my heart would start to race at the prospect of all the forthcoming colouring in and bubble-writing I could draw.

These days, I still love cutting, sticking and colouring in, but hopefully, on a slightly more sophisticated level (although thats subject to opinion). Here are some of the mini-projects I’ve been working on the last couple of weeks.

A Wedding Anniversary Card

A New Baby Card

A Birthday Card for a one year old little girl

A Pregnancy Celebration Card – ‘There’s a New Bunny Coming To Town’

A Mothers Birthday Card

A Thinking Of You Card

A Birthday Robot


A Mothers Day Greetings Card

*Whispering. Let’s hope mama isn’t peeking at my site tonight, because here’s the card I made her. And, it’s sitting on top of part of her gift. The other part (A Raymond Blanc Apple Tart) has just finished caramelising in the oven. Over and out.

P.S I know my photos are terrible in quality, I’m just holding out in the hope we might get a new snapper soon. Watch this space.