Artist Single-Handedly Saves
Christmas... Cards.
If you send
me a Christmas card with a charming picture or a heartfelt note, I
will save it. Forever, apparently, from the looks of my attic.
Here's my history:
When I was very small, I saved any card I got. If it featured a
little girl, I named her. My cards became my paper dolls. I
especially favored girls in swirly Victorian dresses. Or ice
skates. I was also partial to cute animals in outfits.
When I was in high school, I shopped long and hard for the best
Christmas card. My criteria were: 1) good graphics and 2)
affordability. If I liked the picture, I didn't worry too much
about the wording.
I got to be a grown-up without losing my love of Christmas cards,
sent and received. I'm illustrating this post with a few of my
greatest hits.
Sign up for my newsletter
and I'll send you this year's. (Don't forget to include your
snail-mail address.)
Merry Christmas!
