I’m obsessed with thank you notes. I love the architecture of paper – its weight and texture. I love letterpress and embossed characters and bold graphics. I love the choice of writing utensils and how thick and thin inks glide differently along the page and how the imperfection of a crooked line or a loopy R can be a naughty flirtation.
Yet, mostly, I love expressing gratitude in an unexpected manner – the surprise of it – the idea that something I put in the mail today is secretly on its way to bring a bit of good cheer and delight to someone I love or like or hardly know.
Princess Diana would stay up late writing to everyone she had met during an evening’s soiree. The same was true for Jackie Onassis who wrote hand-written thank you notes to a great many of those who sent flowers and condolences after the death of President Kennedy. And even today, the practice is still popular with all sorts of people including many magazine editors such as Anna Wintour and Graydon Carter.
I am drawn to different variations of tangerine and raspberry. It’s a life -long attraction that began when I was a kid. Every summer I would bring with me to camp pre-addressed and stamped, muted orange and rich pink-colored stationery so that I could write to my family and friends about all the goings on in Maine. I even created several variations of my very own logo as I was convinced that when I became a great actress I would need some kind of distinguishing mark. My palette typically extends toward blues and grays as we descend into cooler months.Â Â Yet, no matter the time of year it is texture, balance of color, the arrangement of elements and often whimsy that thrill me.
I don’t know where this all started but I’m so glad it did because it’s important to connect with one another as often as we can – fearlessly and with an open heart especially now as the world feels so uncertain and we often find ourselves lost and isolated in a digital haze.