Thanks for your wonderful response to my window display! All of your kindness and encouragement are totally nourishing. I am just as insecure and vulnerable as the next person. I was so immersed in creating this window, that I had lost any sense of objectivity and couldn't see it clearly. This display was so dear to my heart, that I have been a bit tender for the last few days... in a good way... but when your heart is wide open, it can be intimidating to share your work. I always have a bit of stage-fright before I push the publish post button, and I'm probably not alone.
My window display is dedicated to my 90 year old grandfather, who taught me the art of snowflake cutting. When I first started this blog, I always knew that I would be teaching you how to make beautiful snowflakes come December. My grandfather, wizard that he is, used to make hundreds of snowflakes every winter. He's known by so many for his beautiful snipped paper crystals and little tutorials to go with them. Every Christmas, he'd send a little snow to his granddaughter ( that would be me) in San Francisco, who didn't get to have a white winter. In the envelope, I'd find a model of a folded "ready to cut" snow flake with little directions on the dotted line: cut here. I'd also find a snowflake with a design ready for me to follow... just to get my creative juices flowing.
It's such a surprise every time you unfold a snowflake, but the magic of opening one that my grandfather had drawn just for my delight cannot be described in words. I've kept the tradition of making snowflakes alive in my little family. We make them every year and artfully display them in all of our windows throughout the winter. This little girl that did not have snow, now has more than she ever dreamed of each winter in upstate New York! I'm also the keeper of some the last snowflakes my grandfather cut. They are mounted on black paper and laminated. We bring them out each year to admire.
This one is my favorite. My grandfather is quite a character. Decades ago he stopped signing his name in writing (except for important documents) and would sign with a line drawing of himself. A friend gifted him with a personalized rubber stamp of his icon (the first avatar!) and he's used it for my entire life to sign all of his letters and notes to me. Here is his snowflake.
On to the tutorial... I'm sure my grandfather will be peeking in to see his snowflake legacy!