
For as long as I can remember, I have had an infatuation with paper. When I was kid, my mom used to bring home stacks and stacks of computer paper. This was the 80s when computer paper came in long perforated stacks. Give me a stack of paper and a new box of crayons and I was a happy camper.

This love affair with paper manifested in high school as fanciful collages made from magazine cutouts and wrapping paper and monumental stacks of black and white photos. In college, I discovered graphic design by way of an artist boyfriend. After that, I switched my major from pre-physical therapy to graphic design much to the chagrin of my parents. The learning process fueled my creativity past college. So, I continued to create things. I made cards, designed handmade books, fashioned origami, and whatever else the mood inspired. My favorite thing to do was custom stationery for friends and family. I made wedding invitations for my friend's wedding and baby announcements for another friend's baby. I did various small projects like this for years. It was something that I did "on the side". Five months ago, my day job quit me. Then, the thing that I did "on the side" became something I simply "did".
This blog is for my creative endeavors . I thought it was about time to separate my creative projects from my personal life. I can't promise that everything I post will be unbelievably incredible. However, I'll do my best to make it interesting.