When I was in grade school, we always decorated shoe boxes or envelopes for Valentine's Day. Something grand, covered in glitter, was needed to collect all the Valentine cards we knew we'd receive. Hopefully, one or two especially wonderful friends might even include a piece of candy with theirs.
Oh, the giddy splendor of it all.
One year, the teacher held a contest to see who could create the best envelope. I labored intently over mine, coloring the cupid (inside the lines!) and adding glitter and red hearts made of construction paper.
I think it was working on that project that spurred my interest in creating cards. Hours would slip away while I worked to create the perfect card.
When rubber stamping become so popular, I jumped right into that phase, then segued into graphic design that allowed me to add or subtract elements until I had something that looked just right.
As I learned more about designing cards, my inspiration often came from a collection of old postcards we'd acquired from Captain Cavedweller's grandparents.
In one of their storage sheds, buried beneath piles of family treasures, we found an old wooden box full of postcards that were mailed in the early 1900s, mostly during World War I.
I've often pulled out the postcards and stared at their beautiful, bright designs, wondering what led the sender to choose that particular card or what the recipient felt when they received it.
I just love old Victorian postcards and greetings.
They seem so sweet and endearing - full of charm.
I can just picture a cowboy riding into town and seeing a display of cards in the store. He might saunter over, spurs jingling against the plank floor of the mercantile, and casually glance through the selections. Would his sweetheart like one with birds, or perhaps roses? What message should it convey?
Do you have a favorite Valentine card? One that was so special you couldn't bear to throw it away?
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Great post. Really enjoyed remembering grammar school days when Valentine's day held such a special meaning. Now it's become more of a Hallmark Holiday to realize commercial profit.
ReplyDeleteNice post, Shanna! Such pretty pictures of old time cards.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ginger, and Kristy! It was fun to take a stroll down memory lane and look at some vintage postcards. Happy Heart Month to you both!
ReplyDeleteFor the first year or so of our marriage, I kept every card we gave each other in clear sheet protectors in a binder. I have since stopped the practice, but I have all of those treasures tucked away to show my children and grandchildren so they can see how Dad and Mom/Grandpa and Grandma fell in love. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, that's so sweet, Rachel!I'm sure your children / grandchildren will treasure those cards someday!
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