While living in a little row house on Sycamore Street, I started printing my drawings with the help of a vintage letterpress. Inspired by folk art and fresh color, I made tidy stacks of cards, prints, bookplates, and more. Late at night, neighbors could hear the click clack of the press through our dining room walls… But our story really began a few years before that, when Kirk and I got married. I told him that instead of a fancy ring, I wanted to explore the world. And so we took off, a modest silver band around my finger. We slept on floors and carried our belongings on our backs. In Denmark, we worked on an organic family farm in exchange for room and board. It was like getting a peek into a magical world. The husband and wife worked together to raise their children and earn a living. They made or grew much of what they needed. But they also spent their money on a few carefully curated items: a well-designed telephone, a carved wooden table, brightly printed kitchen curtains… They chose to live simply, yet beautifully. Since then, Kirk and I have tried to create that kind of life for ourselves. Sycamore Street Press is a continuation of that. We are proud of the simple, beautiful things that we make. And we are proud to make them with quality, sustainable materials in the rugged Utah mountains we call home. Thanks for paying us a visit. We hope you’ll find something you love.