When I went back to college at the age of 28 I went back to make myself a better person. I was lucky enough to major in Art. Through majoring in Art I was able to explore my life and meaning through creativity. I was trying to get pregnant at the time and it was my savior. It let me learn how I had a yearning that was deep inside and needed to be nurtured. I worked two part time jobs and graduated. Continued working those jobs and had surgery, we traveled cross country several times that year and finally were able to have a family with Ian and Kaylyn joining our family the next year.
I became passionate for paper at the same time. I was working at Crabtree & Evelyn in Spring Lake at the time. I loved the owner who has since died. She was my mentor. She had a family and was able to combine the two. Under the counter she left books and magazines. I devoured them. They were positive, inspiring, beautiful and very influential in what I still love today. The magazines were Victoria and Martha Stewart. The books were Alexandra Steward's Living a Beautiful Life. I fell in love with old victorian design in Valentines, scrapbooks, advertising and greeting cards.
I started collecting victorian scrap about this time. I had to collect something.....it was and is my nature. My dad collected rocks and later became consumed by them. I know, again this was my nature, but never wanted to be consumed by it. Glen encouraged my love for this when I was a young mother and two of these instances I remember with great fondness. Once when we went to New Hope together with the twins in their car seats he saw a sign for a shop. He dropped me off and rode around while I walked into a dream come true for me. It was a whole store full of just Victorian Scrap. I had $20 cash and was only able to buy a few pieces. I was told they just sold their entire collection to John Grossman and I was lucky because they were to close the next month. The other time was an entire collection of Victorian reproduction papers were up for Auction at Allaire Airport. It was Judith Winslow's Papers, a company I was very familiar with. Back then I would collect catalogues of product of what I would carry in a store, if I ever opened one. It was the week before Mother's Day and Glen gave me $60 to spend on whatever I wanted. I ended up buying boxes of papers, that I still sell today.
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