I’ll admit it—I’m a little obsessed with folding cards lately.
There’s something endlessly charming about them. The history, the clever engineering, the small moment of surprise when paper transforms into something unexpected. A folded card feels like a secret waiting to be opened, a tiny performance in your hands. What’s not to like?
For the last few years, I’ve found myself making little paper presents for friends each Valentine’s Day. Thoughtful, tangible things—meant to be opened slowly, held, and maybe tucked away in a drawer instead of tossed aside. Because honestly, aren’t we all a little tired of opening the mailbox to find bills and solicitations? I know I am. I want something that feels like a pause instead. A bright spot. A reminder that someone thought of you.
This year’s Valentine card grew out of that exact feeling. I designed it early in January and sent the original to one of my most favorite people—the undisputed queen of surprises and all things sweet. It felt only right that the first version went to someone who truly understands the joy of small, thoughtful gestures.
The card folds into a heart, revealing folk-painted details on each side. Every one is printed on quality cardstock in my studio, paired with a classic white envelope, and finished with a soft velvet ribbon. Each card is cut, folded, and assembled by hand—so no two are exactly alike. I embrace those tiny variations as part of the folk-art tradition. Proof that a real human made it, slowly and with intention.
Before I ever start an oil painting day, I usually begin with folk painting. It’s a quiet ritual for me—a form of meditation, really. A little doodle with purpose. It helps pull my thoughts away from everyday life and gently settles me into a creative rhythm. These cards came from that space: calm, playful, and focused on joy rather than perfection.
This Valentine isn’t just about romance. It’s about friendship. Gratitude. Saying thank you. Saying I see you. Saying you matter. It’s meant to be opened, admired, and kept—a small paper keepsake in a world that moves far too fast.
And maybe, just maybe, it makes opening the mail feel fun again. 💌
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