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Thank you, Owl!

published by Fran Shea

What a lucky day I’ve had! While on a Nature Hike* we discovered something remarkable: A squishy mass of hair and bones that was once inside of an actual owl!

Oh, Mother Nature, you are so full of treasure! Dissecting this was like a dream come true.

Teeth and a beak?! Yum! After using two sticks to pull apart the wad of regurgitation, I felt like writing a card. Woot, indeed.

*Hahaha, Andrea! I Uppercased it!

Canadians are just as dark and twisted as Minnesotans!

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I knew it!

People always ask me, “what made you write that card?” This question is usually followed by either laughter or tears and then I am dumped on the side of the road with a pack of cigarettes and a mix-tape.

If I even had time (or could pull the gag out of my mouth) to answer, I’d say that the inspiration for each and every card is just a reaction to some experience that I’ve had. I’m not a scientist but I’m pretty sure that the brain works like a Rube Goldberg Machine. One observation leads to a series of tangents and the end result is either a small, quiet room in a mental institution or a greeting card that part of the (dark and twisted) population can relate to.

Example: My grandmother decided to spend her twilight years traveling. She and her companion wanted to tour some parts of Hawaii in a helicopter. Tragedy struck, and the helicopter and all of its passengers were smashed against the side of a volcano. The only identifying evidence available were the teeth.

What?! Yes, it’s true. That card is not a big seller in the U.S. but strangely, it’s quite popular in Canada. What does that even mean?? And now are you going to wonder if there is a story behind this card?:

There isn’t. THERE ISN’T.

*A Woman of Letters/Serious Letterpress/Room and Board/Minnesota Monthly*

published by Fran Shea

Speaking of letters! The new prints arrived at all of the Room and Board stores across this great land. The photographs on their website are gorgeous and make me feel like I live in a crack house.

Room & Board red

I have nothing against crack houses, I’m sure the people that live in them are perfectly lovely and are just misunderstood.

The legendary, Katie Dohman (Minnesota Monthly) already wrote a little something about them. I’m feeling pretty fancy.

Some New Cards and Some Other Things

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Katie Dohman, style editor for Minnesota Monthly, made a special guest appearance in the shop. She was just delightful and for that she got one of these:

Wounds & Shame

The moral of the story on that broadside would be the theme of the weekend. Don’t ask questions – just accept my cryptic storytelling. JUST ACCEPT.
On to other matters of no importance to anyone. The following photographs were taken in three different Ladies Rooms (for LADIES) in Minneapolis – Can you guess the venue? If you can, I (or someone that works for that empire called Zeichen Press) will send you a fancy letterpress card. Fun! *You are instantly disqualified if you are in the photograph. Sorry. But don’t act like I don’t give you free cards anyway.
fran-and-jenny-bathroom helen-fran-bathroom
I just need, like, 500 more photographs for a lovely coffee table book.
Enough small talk! On to the new cards:
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PS: I know the card above looks like a black blob but it’s a man carrying a baby elephant. Don’t worry, the real card will be perfect.

We want to be more than just friends with: Hot Plate

published by Fran Shea

Hot Plate-> 5204 Bloomington Ave South Minneapolis, MN 55417

ANOTHER profile for the special series dedicated to bringing our readers biased reviews of shops that carry our goods.
I had no idea that I loved to be surrounded by paint-by-number art and Paula figurines. Who could know something like that? I was once surrounded by prosthetic limbs
(thanks etsy) but it didn’t feel as cheery as you might think. Something about the deadness. Oh, and I’m not a food critic. I don’t criticize food. Except for the time I got that French Silk Pie from Bakers Square. Why was that pie like a thousand enemas?
And now I’m going to talk about breakfast.
How did Carrie Lewis and Sam Beberg do it?!

Hot Plate proves that kitsch is cool – from the (spotless) mid-century inspired decor to the classic (updated) mid-western fare. *It would be irresponsible to not warn you about the Mexican Omelette. You will never forget it… it will give you no peace and will call to you in your dreams.

We want to be more than just friends with: Patina

published by Fran Shea

Patina-> So many locations.

Another profile for the special series dedicated to bringing our readers biased reviews of shops that carry our goods.

I’ll tell you what Patina doesn’t sell: beer bongs, hazmat suits,

DIY cryogenics kits or kittens. And, while I’m still waiting for such a shop to open, (perhaps in the afterlife) I must admit that Patina has nailed the drag-me-out-of-this-store-before-I-spend-all-of-my-money formula.

Owners, Rick Haase and Christine Ward comb the planet in search of gifts for your (my) Aunt Lynn, Uncle John, teenager, baby, mom, neighbor, lawyer, therapist, evil twin,

dog or bf (blind faction). I don’t even know what I did for gifts (yes, I do – homemade soap anyone?) before Patina opened its doors on 5oth and Bryant. I can’t even think of another shop (I can, but they don’t carry Zeichen Press goods – yet) in the Twin Cities that has so successfully cemented itself into our retail subconscious. (Did you even know you had a retail subconscious?? Everyone does, without it we would only shop at Walmart.)


Letterpress Harbinger Doppelgangers*

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That was a lot of syllables.

I’ve heard that experiencing four letterpress harbinger doppelgangers is about as rare as seeing the Virgin Mary in a pancake. I’m not saying that Zeichen Press cards predict the future, I’m just saying that some of our cards seem to foretell a subsequent event. Wait, what am I saying? Never mind, let’s just get to the evidence:

Don’t freak out. This is being investigated by the proper authorities.

*Thanks to high-school-english, I know the meaning of at least one of these words.

A mixer and more!

published by Fran Shea

I’ve never met a middle-aged man at a BP in Grantsburg and given him money for a Kitchen-Aid mixer — until now! The ZP intern was the recipient of the gift. She cried and looked like she was just crowned Princess Kay of the Milky Way.

It was beautiful.


I spent the last 56 hours holed up in my room (cell) uploading content for the new Zeichen Press website. And just to make it interesting, I didn’t shower or change my clothes. I DID leave once to get a new iPhone because my old one decided it would rather be a hot plate than a phone.

So be it/good riddance.