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05 Jul 2020

June 2020's Best Sellers

As a team, always love looking back on the previous month's best-sellers!

New pieces on the list tell us what you're connecting with and would like to see more of, and pieces that stay on the best-seller from month over month tells us something about the DNA of the LL Community.

This month we thought we'd share the five best sellers from June with you... starting with number 5 (and bonus, number 6):

Peppermint Moss and Pippa

5. & 6. Peppermint Moss + Pippa

Welcome Here Manifesto

4. Welcome Here Manifesto

Daughter Abstract

3. Daughter Abstract

Daughter Abstract

2. Sea Glass Coast

Island Storm Abstract

1. Island Storm Abstract

Island Storm is one of those pieces that's on the best-sellers list month to month... which is why we're so pleased to see Lindsay's new "Blue Crush Abstract" added to the shop! She's the perfect pair to Island Storm—extending and interpreting the movement and colors when displayed side-by-side, or standing alone as her own beautiful, wild self.

Blue Crush and Island Storm

Rising Star: Blue Crush Abstract

Blue Crush Abstract

24 Jun 2020

Eva's Accident

eva at the lake

above :: eva love, summer 2019

It's been exactly ten months and two days since Eva's accident, (you can read my initial instagram post about it here), and I'm still feeling not at all ready to write a blog post about it. However, you guys continue to show up for me –– for US –– and "What happened to Eva?" is one of the most common questions I get, so here I am, showing up for you

August 22nd, 2019, was a gorgeous summer day. Eva Love (seven and a half at the time) woke up excited to play with our neighbors, and was basically out of the house before I even finished my morning coffee. I was in and out of the house all day working, mostly purchasing props for our upcoming Christmas photoshoot.

I love those types of work days, and I loved knowing that Eva was running barefoot around the neighborhood, living her best life. 

I popped home in between errands and was bringing some things in to my garage studio, and saw Eva running our of the house. She saw me and said cheerfully "oh! I didn't know you were here!" She promptly told me that "Buddy (Phoenix) was sleeping on the couch so I just kissed him and he's fine" (like I was wondering) and then scampered off to hop back on the golf cart with her friends that were waiting in the driveway. And I couldn't take my eyes off of her. There was something about her that day – she looked like a real-life pixie. Wild strawberry blonde hair in a crazy top knot, a yellow tank top dress with confetti tulle on the bottom, biggest smile ever, and her bangs were back so I could see her entire, beautiful, freckled face. Her bare feet were dirty and the rest of her peaches and cream skin was glowing. When Eva hopped on the back of the golf cart, our dog, Lucy, started barking at Eva like crazy. It was so odd. I couldn't get Lucy to quiet, so Eva actually hopped back off the golf cart and knelt down to comfort Lucy. I remember thinking it was all so weird and poignant, that I actually took a picture of Eva comforting Lucy, and also of Eva on the golf cart as they drove away.

Her little foot was hanging off the side, a little too close to the wheel for my comfort, and I called after her "Baby, watch your foot! I love you! Have fun!," fought off some Overprotective Mom feels, and went back to work. 

eva and lucy

Eva was supposed to go to swim lessons that night, but she was having so much fun with her friends that we decided she could just keep playing. (When Eva does something she doesn't want to do, it's not helpful anyway). I met D and Phoenix at swim lessons, and about half way in I got the call. I could hear right away that something was very, very wrong. I'd answered the call on my watch since I was in and out of the pool with Phoenix, and the call dropped and I told Dugan, "You have to call back. I can't do it." Dugan called back, and immediately left me and Phoenix at the pool, not saying a word, still on the phone. 

I stayed through the rest of swim lessons, trying not to vomit. D didn't answer his phone –– no one did –– until I finally got ahold of my best friend Ashely and when I asked her if everything was okay, and she was trying her best not to sob, that's when the terror really set in. And this is where the story gets a little fuzzy for me, like I was living in a slow motion scene in an indy movie, and everything was covered in a filter...

Eva had fallen off the golf cart and was unconscious and unresponsive.

She just "tipped off," as the story goes, and I have zero reason not to totally believe that. We get asked a lot if she could have had a seizure or something that would have prompted the fall, and to our knowledge, no. And there's no way to tell. I can't understand at all why there was barely a scrape on the rest of her body (she had a tiny scrape on her shoulder and a swollen ankle), and why didn't she try to brace her fall? The golf cart was being driven by a very responsible other adult, they were driving to the park in our neighborhood, and going very slow. All of a sudden, Eva wasn't on it anymore, was lying in the street, and they thought Eva was joking (in her true-to-self ,dramatic way).

It was an extremely odd, very fluky accident.

I feel like I can't tell all of the rest of the story here in order to give privacy to the people involved that aren't us, but I will tell you that through proximity and communication, some of our best friends and Dugan all ended up at the house where Eva was taken to until the paramedics arrived. Eva was prayed over and her life was pleaded for from the very moment she was laid in the entryway of her real-life guardian angel's house, and honestly (by the absence of life in her fully dilated pupils), if they allowed themselves, they didn't think she'd make it. It took seven minutes for the paramedics to arrive, which is a miracle, and off they went. I missed all of that, since I was just getting back home with Phoenix, and then Ashley drove me to the hospital. The longest drive of our lives.

first visitor badge

I really can't go into the detail of getting to the hospital, because it's still so awful and tender. But Eva went into surgery immediately and we waited for an eternity for her neurosurgeon to meet us in the room of darkness (as I like to call it). Our closest friends – our family – was in the room with us, as we were told that Eva had a life-threatening Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI), and it was "very, very bad." To this point, we had been trying to convince ourselves that it was probably just a bad concussion, so this is the moment I broke, and still have yet to be repaired. Eva had hit the front right side of her head, and the impact and swelling was very severe. They removed a large portion of her skull so that her brain had room to swell, and the next 72 hours were critical. Shock, anger, disbelief, desperation... all the things you think you would think in that moment, are the things we thought. It was hell on earth. 

Eva's official injury is a severe ischemic brain injury, secondary to herniation.

We have since learned that Eva had a zero percent survival rate. Over the next several weeks, we were told that Eva would probably never breathe on her own, wouldn't be able to see, would probably never know who we were, would only ever be able to move her right arm (if anything) and might never wake up. We were asked twice (at huge conference tables with 20+ doctors) if we wanted to discontinue support of Eva, but D and I knew that as long as we saw brain activity –– no matter how irregular –– that we had to give her a chance. They said that they thought that Eva was actively hemorrhaging and that it would compress into her brain stem, leaving her in an unresponsive state (you may have heard "vegetative," but that's old school and rude), which is actual, clinical death. HOWEVER, aside from all likelihood, that didn't happen. I'm not exactly sure when she emerged from a coma... sometimes D and I still think she has one foot in heaven some days, not fully here with us at times. I'll be totally honest friends, sometimes I long for Heaven for her. Sometimes, in my worst moments, I wonder why God had her so close, and didn't just keep her there with Him. Where she was safe, and could dance and sing and be pain-free forever. That part I think angers me more than the fact that the accident even happened at all. It felt like He swooped in and saved her... kind of.

I probably won't ever understand it, this side of heaven. But what I DO know is, Eva didn't die.

She wasn't unresponsive like they predicted she would be, and she can do lots of things already that they said she never would. (i.e. breathe, swallow, move all of her limbs, she knows who we are, she can see and hear and she has shown us that she can experience joy –– check out this instagram post where there is a video of her laugh!).  

What's Eva's life like now? Uphill, but we remain hopeful, I'd say. Again, she's surpassed everything they said she would do. Is that enough? No. But we are believing in more miracles. There have been lots of medically complicated things since her accident.... Eva has had seven surgeries including her initial surgery (decompressive craniectomy), wound reconstruction, Baclofen pump placement, gastric tube placement (how she eats), cerebral shunt placement, and her most recent shunt revision, which is why we're in the hospital today. She's also had what seems like a million medication revisions, and her brain continues to go through weird cycles of over-activity and under-activity. She hasn't had any detected seizures (although they have tested a lot), but continues to struggle mostly with refluxdystoniaspacity, and hydrocephalus.

eva at shirley ryan

We've spent over 100 days in hospitals/rehab facility this year, and to say we're all exhausted is an understatement. However, we have seen glimmers of hope. If you put all of her best moments together and make days out of them, she would be doing amazing. But as everyone who is medically complex or has medically complex children knows, the good seems to come in tiny bright spots instead of a steady stream of fireworks, and so you have to keep your magnifying glass out and succumb to the fact that the annoying adage, "one step forward, two steps back" might be a thing for a reason.

She still spends way more time crying than we'd like, but when she has moments of connectivity, I look in her eyes and can't help but think "I'm so glad we still get you."

I think one of the hardest things for me personally is knowing when to push and advocate and research and DO, and when knowing when to wait and trust. And finding the balance. Will God inevitably heal her in His way, in His time, or am I responsible for spending my waking moments pushing and discovering and fighting. Will hyperbaric oxygen therapy (for example) be the answer, or is my job to simply love her, and let her brain rest and heal? You might be thinking "both, balance." And to that I say, easier said than done. 

eva in the hot tub

So, that's where we're at. Of course, there's a million things I could say about the between then and now, but either way, we are here.

We are here and we have her, and we believe that God has a plan and a purpose for her life.

eva happy

And again, I know I'm being redundant now, but I can't shake the feeling that while Eva was in a coma, God HAD HER. And He didn't keep her there, with Him. And so in that light, I believe that she's here on earth for a reason. And on our best days, that is the promise we cling to. She defied the odds. She has always been a magical, non-conforming creature, from day one. She doesn't really follow the norm, does it her way, and lives creatively and loudly and lovingly. The sticky, gushy, squeeze-you-to-death kind of love that leaves glitter everywhere. This is who God made her to be, and we know and trust she will be able to live life this way again. Even now – especially now – she's magical.

eva and bray

above :: eva love + her best friend Bray, summer 2020

Thank you, friends, for your continued love, support, and prayers. We love you and couldn't walk this road without you.

xo, Lindsay

p.s. you can read more posts on her Caringbridge and on my husband's instagram. Do you have questions I didn't answer? Drop them below, and I'll try to follow up when I can.

30 May 2020

Our Favorite Abstract Pairings

We asked our Art Director, Laura Kackley, which question she's seeing the most often in design advice emails these days, and she said: abstract pairings!

This comes as no surprise. Who doesn't love a statement wall with beautifully balanced abstracts playing off one another?

One of our forever favorite examples is from Kindred Vintage, who curated this grouping on what we now call "the wall." 

Lindsay Letters art in Kindred Vintage's home: Blush Bungalow, Daughter, Sea Salt, Island Storm

Art by Lindsay Sherbondy

Space by Susan of Kindred Vintage

Isn't it just lovely? Susan has an amazing eye for balance and color, and her vision came together beautifully! 

She also demonstrated two great rules of thumb when creating a statement wall like this! 

(1) Go big! It helps to measure out the space with painter's tape to make sure the size you're ordering will have the impact you want. The above canvases are 30x38.

Budget tip: If you need more scale for your dollar, consider framed art prints. They come in sizes up to 24x30, and with the added mat, the finished size is 30x36 (2 inches shy of Susan's statement canvases). You'll just want to keep glare in mind with where you're hanging them, as the prints are behind glass. Canvas = no glare. 

(2) Choose an understated frame. When in doubt, consider the gallery white frame! It really allows the artwork to shine, and gives a polished, finished look.

Without further ado... here are our current favorite abstract pairings to recommend! 

Lindsay Letters Secret Garden Abstract, Wellspring Abstract

Above: Secret Garden | Wellspring

Lindsay Letters Juniper Abstract, Along the Water

Above: Juniper | Along the Water

Lindsay Letters Daughter Abstract, Blush Bungalow Abstract

Above: Daughter | Blush Bungalow

Lindsay Letters Pippa, Peppermint Moss

Above: PippaPeppermint Moss

Lindsay Letters Juliette Abstract and Cornerstone Abstract

Above: Juliette | Cornerstone

Lindsay Letters Calypso Abstract and Cannonball Abstract

Calypso | Cannonball!

Lindsay Letters Island Storm Abstract, Waterfall Abstract

Island Storm Abstract | Waterfall Abstract

Lindsay Letters Romeo Abstract and Norway Road Abstract

Romeo, Romeo | Norway Road

Lindsay Letters London Fog Abstract, Sea Salt Abstract

London Fog | Sea Salt

Lindsay Letters Waking Up Abstract, Healing Waters Abstract

Waking Up | Healing Waters 

15 Apr 2020

A Message from Lindsay // The Wellspring Collection


A few things on Lindsay's heart for the LL Community today, as we wrap up the Spring sale and look ahead.


05 Mar 2020

Update on Lindsay + Team Picks for Spring

* This post was originally an email on March 5, 2020 

Rosie Horizon Abstract

Hello, friends,

Lindsay is home and we're happy to report that her recovery is going very well. She experienced some crazy side effects and a lot of fatigue—all to be expected after widespread infection. But the side effects are diminishing and she's steadily regaining energy. I know she appreciates continued prayer as she continues to rest, heal, and go through all of the follow-up appointments. 

(For those of you who might have missed the first email and aren't on social, you can read about what happened in this blog post of the original email.

We don't like dwelling on how scary a couple of those days were, but we remember them enough to be very grateful for this outcome. Thank you for praying, hoping, and believing, and thanks for all the kind messages of support.

Little White Barn II

We've spent a lot of time ruminating on hope and healing these past few months, and here we find ourselves in the season for it. Spring. Easter. New life.

Most of our team lives in the Midwest, where Spring is never a straightforward affair. Last Sunday I wore a dress and no jacket, basking in the warmth of 62 degrees. The next day I walked my son to school with freezing-hail-snow bouncing off the sidewalk like styrofoam. Nature has to undergo such a dramatic transformation to get from freezing temperatures to green summer days. It isn't always a graceful transition, but it is an awe-inspiring one.

Waterfall Abstract

You'll be seeing some exciting new things in the shop later this month, as Lindsay wraps up creation of a brand new collection, coming late this month. She's created some really beautiful and meaningful new pieces that we can't wait to share with you.

In the meantime, our art director Laura curated some perennial favorites for this winter-to-spring transition. I asked the team if they'd each share their current favorite from the Spring Picks Collection, which I've been scattering through this email.

The piece I'm feeling most for this Spring is Lindsay's Little White Barn Abstract II (two above). Laura's selection (above) is Waterfall Abstract. Beth's is Bouquet Abstract and Melissa's is Milk & Honey (pictured together below).

Bouquet Abstract

I put Lindsay's pick at the top of this email: Rosie Horizon Abstract. Isn't it an amazing piece? It fills me with a sense of calm anticipation. There's a beautiful story behind it, too, which you can read in the "about" dropdown in the product listing.

We hope you enjoy browsing the Spring Picks Collection and finding something to freshen your space for the new season.

We don't have any control over how many snowfalls are left or what the sun is doing day-to-day—or really over much of anything, really. But we do have control over what we put on our walls, and we really believe in the impact that art can have on our hearts, minds, and well-being.

The LL Team