Chocolate for the Soul.

This papercut was commissioned as a wedding gift and it was inspired by a poem (uncredited atm as I cannot identify an author).

Chocolate for the soul,
Tales of adventure short and tall,
Wheels and wings and feet for momentum,
A pot that’s stirred to feed us all.

Salt in the air from the sea in the sun,
Red wine in the afternoon.

Collar pulled up at the wind at your neck,
A million stars bathe the moon.

Hiding is fun when you count to one hundred,
Secrets are only when no one else knows.

Icy beds mean bodies for blankets,
White blends with white in the snow.

Following the footsteps of famous explorers,
Boldly going where they’ve been before,

Chatting away when you’re snug as a bug,
But out like a light with the gentlest of snores.

The tickling scent from market and pan,
Packing boxes packed once more.

A thousand toe prints left in the sand,
A nervous knee touches the floor.

Smiles for the anxious,
Hugs for solace,
Chocolate for the soul.
Tales of adventure short and tall,
Wheels and wings and feet for momentum,
A pot that’s stirred to feed us all.

Beez Neez - The Very First One!

This is the first papercut I ever made. It was my overseas boyfriend's birthday and I was looking for something that inexpensive to make (I had the paper to hand) and cheap to post. So I made this and sent it to him. We have been married now for nearly five years and sometimes I tease him that I only married him and moved to the US to have the original papercut back in my possession! The cutting is pretty wonky and it hangs in a cheap plastic frame, but I think that's all part of it's charm. It is the only piece I have ever 'signed', with a JMH at the bottom. 

You can have a go a cutting it for your loved one too!


Smashing the Glass Blog

If you want inspo for a Super Cool Jewish Wedding you just need to visit Smashing the Glass. As well as covering a variety of different weddings, Karen, the energy behind the site offers inspiration lists for the different suppliers/vendors you might need for your big day. She kindly included me as a ketubah designer.

The ketubah (which means “something written” in Hebrew) is an integral part of the Jewish wedding and it outlines the rights and responsibilities of the groom to the bride. The contract dates back to ancient times but it’s come a long way since then! These days ketubahs (or ketubot, the Hebrew plural) are less about the business of marriage and more about the beauty. They have come to symbolise the love and commitment of a couple, and are often beautiful creations that the couple want to display prominently in their home well after their big day is over. It serves as a tangible memento of their love and also symbolises their relationship and new stage of life together.

Maille Mustard

For Christmas I was commissioned by Maille Mustard company to design and make a papercut that would be used in their shop windows. As the final posters were going to be both horizontal and vertical, I designed the piece as a large square, so that we could use both a horizontal section and a vertical section. 


New Baby Papercut

When choosing a name for their baby my client joined the names of three very special women in their lives. What a lovely idea... and actually my name Julene has a similar origin. It is the names of my two aunts, split in half and joined together. Here's the Baby Name Genie if you're having trouble thinking of a name for yours!



I recently made some little papercut props for Publix Bakery Department. I haven't tried their Chantilly Cake but I understand it's delicious... Mmmmm!


Becoming Beth

Illustration for Chatelaine Magazine, in the style of a old Charlotte Bronte novel. The story is a very moving one. Have a read and try not to cry.

We were four sisters — now we are three

We were inseparable, just like in Louisa May Alcott’s classic tale, Little Women. But then one of us got sick — and the storyline changed.

I have three sisters and, growing up, we used to compare ourselves to the sisters from Little Women. We all wanted to be Jo, because Jo was the strong, independent one, and none of us wanted to be Beth, because Beth gets sick and dies. We also couldn’t imagine anything more tragic than losing a sister.

The four of us had the kind of bond people marvelled at. We were close in age, yet there was never a sense of competition between us, which allowed us to feel genuinely happy for one another and to celebrate one another’s accomplishments as we became adults. We owe this to our mother, who managed to raise four girls without playing favourites. When she died of ovarian cancer at 59, we grew even closer. We were all in it together, and we knew we had something special.