I will be thoroughly honest here. Between May 15th and June 15th I did spent only one week making art. The rest of the time I was making decorations for two important celebrations—one friend’s bar mitzvah, and another’s bat mitzvah. You can read more about b’nai mitzvahs here.

I strongly believe in the power of craft. To a certain extent I believe it is more important than ‘art’. To be craft, in exclusion to fine art, I believe it must take the receiver into account. If it doesn’t, it falls in the fine art category (which is also fine). Celebratory craft’s intention is to transport one from the mundane into the special. And it is meant to be inhabited. It is not meant to be viewed for a few minutes in a gallery or museum. How wonderful is that? Why was I so embarrassed?

I spent hundreds of hours on hundreds of streamers and paper flowers and table centerpieces and logos and more. And what joy there was in thinking of the children I did this for, turning into adults. All I wanted was to give them wonder.

The more I think about it, the more I believe it is because I have such terrible photos of everything I made. Here are the few I have.

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