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POSTCARD "BLUSH OF FEATHERS"

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A book lies open on a reading table. The pages turned to a flamingo, painted by hand in rust and coral, that long curved neck, those improbable legs. Afternoon light catches the detail. The room smells of beeswax and old paper.

There is a particular quality to rust and coral when they sit together. Warm but not sweet. Rich but not heavy. We wondered, making this postcard, if we could capture something of that.

We began with the colour of the bird itself. A flamingo is born grey-white, almost pale as milk, and builds its warmth entirely through what it eats. Algae. Brine shrimp. Carotenoid pigments accumulated slowly, year by year. A warmth that seems to come from somewhere deep inside.The feathers a record of a whole life lived in full colour.

From there we found ourselves thinking about the flamingo differently. Not as a colour but as a specimen. As something someone once wanted badly enough to bring home. John Gould spent years producing hand-coloured plate books of exotic birds, great luxury objects made to be returned to again and again. We found the same quality in the taxidermied specimens that stood under glass domes in Victorian parlour rooms. A flamingo rendered so carefully it could outlast the century.

For the cooler tones we looked elsewhere in that world of natural history illustration. To the facing page of the book, to the blue of a painted hyacinth. That particular shade sitting somewhere between violet and grey. A contrast that keeps the warmth from tipping into sweetness.

We were happy with this world of colour and wonder. The book gently closed, the green scent of hyacinth still in the room.

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A book lies open on a reading table. The pages turned to a flamingo, painted by hand in rust and coral, that long curved neck, those improbable legs. Afternoon light catches the detail. The room smells of beeswax and old paper.

There is a particular quality to rust and coral when they sit together. Warm but not sweet. Rich but not heavy. We wondered, making this postcard, if we could capture something of that.

We began with the colour of the bird itself. A flamingo is born grey-white, almost pale as milk, and builds its warmth entirely through what it eats. Algae. Brine shrimp. Carotenoid pigments accumulated slowly, year by year. A warmth that seems to come from somewhere deep inside.The feathers a record of a whole life lived in full colour.

From there we found ourselves thinking about the flamingo differently. Not as a colour but as a specimen. As something someone once wanted badly enough to bring home. John Gould spent years producing hand-coloured plate books of exotic birds, great luxury objects made to be returned to again and again. We found the same quality in the taxidermied specimens that stood under glass domes in Victorian parlour rooms. A flamingo rendered so carefully it could outlast the century.

For the cooler tones we looked elsewhere in that world of natural history illustration. To the facing page of the book, to the blue of a painted hyacinth. That particular shade sitting somewhere between violet and grey. A contrast that keeps the warmth from tipping into sweetness.

We were happy with this world of colour and wonder. The book gently closed, the green scent of hyacinth still in the room.

DETAILS

SIZE

A6 10.5 x 14.8 cm

BACKSIDE

Blank for your message

Soft and uncoated, that welcomes ink and holds it well

PAPER

MADE IN

The UK

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GREETING CARD "HELLO"
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When we started looking for a way into this card, we kept coming back to the word hello. It is younger than you might expect. Only about 150 years old, invented for the telephone, a practical solution for a new and awkward device. Nobody knew what to say, so someone decided. Hello.

What interests us is how much it can carry. The hello shouted across a car park. The one that arrives after years of silence. The one said quietly to a new colleague on their first morning, before anything between you exists yet. One word, doing completely different work each time.

A hello doesn't need to be glamorous. Cleopatra ate pickled cucumbers daily, convinced they were the source of her beauty and her strength. Not roses, not gold, not anything particularly glamorous. A cucumber. It is simply the most unlikely thing to put on a greeting card. Nobody chose it for beauty or symbolism. It is just ... there. A bit awkward. A bit odd. Completely unbothered about being on a greeting card.

Not only did she love pickled cucumbers, we like to think she had dogs too.

There is an old belief that the souls closest to us find each other again. Not always as humans. Sometimes as something else entirely. These two knew each other once, in another life, as something other than a spaniel and a hound. And that one ordinary day, on an ordinary walk, they turned a corner and there the other one was.

Just: hello.

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For most of human history, birthdays belonged only to kings and saints. Ordinary people were born, grew older, and said nothing particular about it. Most didn't even know their exact date. It wasn't recorded, wasn't kept. It wasn't until the industrial revolution that birth dates began to be written down for everyone. And once written down, they could be celebrated.

The candles came much earlier. In ancient Greece, people brought honey cakes to the temple of Artemis, goddess of the moon, the hunt, and of childbirth itself. The cakes were called amphiphon, meaning shining on both sides. Round like the moon, with candles placed all around the edge. It was not just a wish. It was a thank you. For the birth itself.

We kept the candles. We kept the wishes. We added the gifts. And somewhere along the way, we added the gift tag.

It is the last thing you do. The gift is chosen, wrapped, ribboned. And then you sit down with a small piece of paper and a pen and try to find the right words. Not many. There is no space for many. Just enough to say what you mean, in the handwriting that the other person will recognise before they have even read it.

It arrives first. Before the gift itself. The smallest part of the whole gesture. Written last, read first.

POSTCARD MIXED SET POSTCARD MIXED SET POSTCARD MIXED SET
POSTCARD MIXED SET
CHF 20.00

Five postcards, endless possibilities. Send a spontaneous hello, a note of gratitude, or a small surprise — no occasion required. Each card adds a touch of charm and joy, whether mailed or tucked into a wrapped gift.

Select a single design to receive 5 identical cards, or enjoy variety with the Mixed Summer or Mixed Winter sets.

Details
– Set of 5 postcards
– A6 size
– Printed in full colour on premium paper, 400gsm
– Uncoated finish with a soft, tactile texture
– Blank on the reverse
– Made in the UK
– FSC® certified, recyclable, sustainably sourced, and chlorine-free