“Mad About You” – 5″ x 7″ Linocut Greeting Card + Envelope

Temporary Shop Closure Notice: I appreciate your patience as I work on packing up my home and studio in Detroit to make the move to the Lewis School. My shop will be reopening on December 1st, 2021 at 12 PM. I will also be accepting commissions again upon my return. Wishing you well 'til then!

“Mad About You” – 5″ x 7″ Linocut Greeting Card + Envelope

This year’s Valentine’s Day cards were made with my fellow lovers of poetry, celebration, love and liberation in mind. Also made with my faraway loved ones in mind, I’m looking forward to filling the mailboxes of the people I love with poetry this February. I hope you’ll join me.

Each of the cards in this collection was hand-printed with plants from blocks of linoleum onto beet + berry-stained mulberry paper. Included with your card, you’ll also receive the corresponding excerpt adhered inside + an envelope printed with a reminder from Toni Morrison that you are your best thing.

If you’d like to include any extra add-ons for your special someone, please feel free to peruse the available options in the attached photos. Lastly, if you’d like me to send your card directly to your Valentine on your behalf, please be sure to indicate what you’d like me to write inside each card upon checkout!

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Title: “Mad About You”
Materials: Plant-Dyed Mulberry Paper, Cardstock, Botanical Ink
Dimensions: 5″ x 7″
Description: Hand-drawn, hand-carved, hand-printed linocut greeting card

Fun Fact: This card was inspired by Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath. For those of you who should have loved a thunderbird instead,

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)