A Peek Inside the First Painted Post

The first edition of The Painted Post went out at the end of March—sealed, stamped, and sent off into the world. I didn’t overthink it. Just packed them up, dropped them at the post shop, and hoped they’d land well.

Inside was a print titled Italian Summer. I’d come across the reference image online—one of those scenes that immediately stops you. It reminded me of Il Dolce Far Niente, a book I read over summer that’s been sitting quietly in the back of my mind ever since. The scene felt like a moment pulled straight from it: clear water, soft light, a warm breeze drifting in through an open window. A coffee, a book, and nothing urgent to do. It looked like the kind of moment I wanted right then.

The letter that went with it talked about pace—about stepping out of the rush, noticing the light in the mornings, and trying to let ideas unfold on their own. I’ve been easing into the year slowly, sketching without any pressure for it to turn into something big. The Painted Post is part of that slower rhythm. Just a print and a letter in the mail—small, tangible, and made with care.

It’s not mass-produced. It’s not trying to be big. It’s just something thoughtful to arrive in your letterbox.

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