Our Story: How Tiny and Snail Saved Us
HELLO THERE! WE ARE SO HAPPY YOU FOUND US!
At a certain point, my love for art took off and I ended up going to college to study oil painting.
But after graduating, I realized that illustration, animals, and tiny houses were more my thing:
Grace was moving North-South every six months with her husband (who is a golf instructor) and so she started an Etsy store selling individually hand painted cards. Unfortunately, because of the repetitive nature of hand producing cards, she wound up dealing with a wrist stress injury.
Obviously it’s way more fun to create things with a teammate (and who better than a sibling?!) so in the Spring of 2016, I suggested that we work together to spread joy into the world.
It was a perfect idea: I was filled with creativity and a passion for illustration and web design—but let’s be honest, finances and deadlines are not my forte. On the flip side, Grace is a fastidious record keeper and driven to have “best practices.” Unfortunately, her wrists suffer from carpel tunnel. She was running a custom stationery shop on Etsy, where she sold individually handmade greeting cards. Her work was crippling her wrists. One day we were having a sisterly chat, it dawned on me that we should work together.
“Let me be your hands, Grace! (And you can be my brain!)”
We launched our new greeting card company in 2017 with 13 beautiful cards — our "Signature Collection."
But the road hasn’t been easy. As a startup company, we had to supplement our income with other jobs. I loved construction and found a job working for Habitat for Humanity, while I hustled at night and on weekends to work on T & S.
Habitat for Humanity was a tough job! My days were spent hauling gravel in 90 degree weather, tying rebar, doing LOTS of drywall mudding. My favorite part was working with volunteer and home owner women, teaching them construction skills. It was a strenuous job, but fulfilling.
Everything was great until it all changed on August 14, 2018. We were putting up rafters on a house and the forklift tipped over, crushing me underneath. My spine was severed. In an instant, I was fighting for my life. If it hadn't been for a former Marine who was on site and quickly jumped down to tie his belt around my leg as a tourniquet, I wouldn't have lasted ten minutes.
This accident paralyzed me from the armpits down and my right leg needed to be amputated. One of the first questions she asked in the ICU when I could communicate was “Can I still draw?” Miraculously, the answer was "yes."
I can still draw and paint. This company of ours has become more important to us than ever as its growth will mean that Leah can sustain herself as a full-time artist. Tiny and Snail became a life-raft for us in the weeks and years after my accident.
We are truly sisters: both opinionated, but pretty much on the same page aesthetically. We butt heads occasionally, but in the end we know we are so much stronger as a team. As far as our art goes,
Our motto is:
keep going until it either makes you laugh out loud or ache with beauty.
Illustrating unicorns, dogs, and flowers brings us so much joy. We want to help you package that joy and send it to make someone else’s mailbox a whole lot happier.
We are obsessed with using the magical invention of the Postal Service to infuse love into people’s days. In an age of technology, snail mail isn’t just a novelty—it’s powerful:
Seeing someone’s handwriting is such an intimate, beautiful thing these days.
Being able to cherish their words.
Being able to set a card on your desk and bring a smile to your face every time you see it.
We believe that technology will never be as gosh darn magical as a paper card.