Hey you - We're Laura and Gwenda, the design-duo behind Elisabetha&Adam:
We design, write, illustrate, craft and take pictures. Excited to share the creative pieces we are working on with all art-lovers out there, we genuinely hope to inspire and delight you.
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With the Holidays coming up, we're taking a Christmas break with the blog and are looking forward to the New Year, which will feature new photography, artwork and love letters, as well as the overdue store release!
Happy Holidays, Xo.
We're ending our year here with an old illustration I recently re-discovered and a nice little quote, picked up from a dear colleague at work this week:
'How foolish it is
to think that we love
only with our hearts.
The heart is just an organ with a job to do,
a quota to fill.
When I love,
I don't want to love with only a blood-pumping machine.
I want to love
there's a sticker on my dishwasher saying 'My Dad is my Hero' -
even though I originally put it there as a joke, there's actually great truth to it:
You probably are the smartest, wittiest and funniest person alive.
If I'll end up inheriting only a quarter of that wisdom, I'll consider myself beyond lucky.
Thank you, for invariably letting me rely on you.
Thank you, for all the dropping-me-off and picking-me-up.
Thank you, for having watched countless Grey's Anatomy episodes with me,
when I was alone and asked you to, even though you absolutely hated it.
Thank you, for taking me to my first concert, many, many years ago.
Thank you, for helping me with everything I ever needed help with.
Thank you, for installing love, respect and value for nature in me, since I was a little kid.
Thank you, for teaching me how to build sundials and how to identify birds up in the sky.
Thank you, for always bringing gifts for me, from whatever place in the world you travel to.
Thank you, for still crafting advent calendars for me,
although I'm 24 years old and not even living at home anymore.
If I'd still write letters to Santa Claus, I'd ask him to not forget about you as well. ;)
I love you.
You are the most compassionate, caring and big-hearted woman I can think of,
and everybody who knows you and is loved by you, is truly lucky for it.
I know so many people who fear nothing more than growing up to be their parents -
the way I see it, if I happened to turn out just like you in a couple years from now,
it certainly wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
I love, that you're around for girly stuff,
as well as being able to park a car far better than most guys I know.
Thank you, for shaping my taste in music for the better, by making me listen to
Fleetwood Mac, Bruce Springsteen and Rod Stewart when I was younger.
Thank you, for never taking me to McDonalds.
Thank you, for holding my hand whenever I needed you to.
Thank you, for always saying 'Go ahead and try', instead of saying 'No'.
Thank you, for being the kind of mum my friends want to hang out,
drink and play boardgames with.
Thank you, for taking Gwenda and me on so many trips ever since we were little,
and encouraging us to go travel the world.
Thank you, for not taking cookies from men, who were jerks to me. ;)
I love you.
My friend Mat is making beautifully handcrafted jewellery and I get to do a few illustration sketches for her label ZIZIPIZI, inspired by Illustrator Laura Laine.
Here's a first look at the Scribbles and Earrings - For a closer look and detailed information about Zizipizi Jewellery, check out https://www.facebook.com/Zizipizi.online
One more Love Letter out of order, because it suited the occasion:
Congratulations on your new job, Theresa! :)
One of the best things of having chosen this profession is that I got to meet you.
I probably wouldn't have survived Fashion School without you.
You're wild and loud and fearless - and I wouldn't have it any other way.
I truly believe that if there were more people, as honest and real as you are,
this world would be a better place.
I love how strong-willed, loyal and courageous you are
and that we always find something to laugh about,
no matter how serious or desperate a situation might be.
I admire you for your respect for animals and your determination to save each and every one of them - even the biggest, scariest, ugliest spider, that made me scream like crazy.
(Sorry, again, for physically attacking you because of that, by the way.
I just really dislike spiders.)
You're an awesome friend and I want you to have the best life,
marry the smartest, hottest and funniest man out there,
and go see every corner of the world you dream of traveling to.
I love how we don’t need words to communicate,
because you can read my mind.
I admire that you’re able to be a tough, serious business person for work, then go home,
put on war paint and a hippie dress and dance it out at some music festival.
I’m beyond proud of the person you’ve become:
You own yourself, in a way that´s both inspiring and empowering. There’s nothing fake about
You stand up for what you believe in and you fight for those you love.
May the world catch your virus, because it's a beautiful one.
You’re not only a friend to go out and drink through the night with, you’re
also there for breakfast and real conversations, which is the best package.
Thank you, for being so good at always talking me back into it,
whenever I want to quit or give up on something.
Thank you, for always sending postcards, whatever corner of the globe you happen to be in.
Thank you, for all those incredibly nice things you ever said to me.
Thank you, for being on my team from day one. I remember, you once told me you were happy we grew up together -
and I genuinely hope, you’ll be around for the rest of it as well. Xo, L.
there is a saying, that people are like cities: We live in them, get comfortable and therefore tend to forget how beautiful they are. So sometimes, we have to leave them, in order to learn how much we'll miss them and remember how they live in us.
Even though we've never truly lost touch, occaisonally I feel like it's been best and healthiest for our friendship, that in the past we grew bits apart,
before growing back together, to the way things are today.
I'm happy you're my friend, because you simply are a great one.
Because you understand my kind of bad hair day.
Because you know what it's like to be scary for no apparent reason at times.
Because you're loyal, supportive and always have my back.
Because we invented all the best drinking games together.
Because you can give honest compliments, don't sugarcoat shit
and aren't afraid to tell me things I might not always want, but need, to hear.
Because there's no room for rivalry or jealousy between us.
Because you're the mastermind.
To save your life, I'd drink up a pint of Guinness to the very last drop
or sit through an entire episode of Shopping-Queen.
(You know, those are pretty big deals for me)
And if people really are like cities, you are one,
I'll always look forward coming home to.
You are the best little
though-way-taller-than-me sister anyone could wish for.
Your heart is even more beautiful than your contagious
smile (which is kind of hard to beat) and if you ask me, you deserve the world.
Thank you, for always being there for me, no matter how much I ever annoyed
You’re part of so many of my fondest memories:
We watched the sunset together at Glasgow Necropolis Cemetery.
We danced our hearts out to Frank Turners' "I am disappeared" and broke at least one toe.
We had Matt Berninger drunk-stumble upon us during a concert,
which was the only moment ever, we both fangirled and decided we could
die in peace now.
I love you for your energy, your love for life, animals, adventure and a glass
of good wine.
I love that you’re wise beyond your years,
yet aren’t ashamed to admit you wish mermaids existed and you were one of them.
You are a bright ray of sunshine in my life
and I would have considered myself very lucky, had I already been as clever, compassionate and caring as you are, when I was
For you, I’d always take the bullet.
I love you eternally, sissy.
Pascal, I honestly believe that you can do whatever you
want to do,
because your talent, kindness and confidence go hand in hand.
If you want to be a star, you have it.
If you want to change the world, you will.
There is a fierce uniqueness burning brightly inside of you that is infectious:
I admire how you constantly encourage emotional, artistic, intellectual and
spiritual growth in everybody around you.
I love that you’re both mature for your years and youthfully enthusiastic about
I love that you quote “The Swan Princess” to give life and love advice.
I love that we can talk for hours without running out of topics,
while at the same time we can sit comfortably in total silence with each other.
Thank you, for bringing chocolate, cookies or candy with you, whenever you come
Thank you, for letting me come around to cuddle, watch Trash TV and eat up all
your chocolate, cookies and candy, whenever I feel like it.
Thank you, for believing in me.
And being part of my Army of Fortune. "I'll hold you in my heart, far longer than forever." ;)
headline already predicts, the latest illustration series I made, is dedicated
to the most wonderful people I know, my dearest friends. To the ones I admire, laugh with and learn from. To the
ones, who never tell me to ‘ditch art and go learn something solid’, but
support and carry me, when needed.It’s a
series I made for the people, who make my life better and brighter.
Starting today, each Friday, I’ll post a piece of it – to say ‘Thank You’ to
This one is for Anna.
are a truly extraordinary person and I’m so happy we’re still close, after all
I love how smart, strong, determined and outspoken you are.
That you’re honest and there’s no bullshit with you.
I adore your sense of humor (because it seriously is the best) and the way you tell stories.
You’re one of my favorite travel companions, not only because we survived the
zombie apocalypse in Den Haag together, and I’m looking very forward to new
You are beautiful, inside and outside, and I’m proud you’re a part of my life.
Thank you for being my friend and always showing up for me.
"I caputured this shot in the Colca Canyon in Peru along the road of my travels. I remember that I was immediatly drawn to this image of the woman and her comrade, fascinated by her posture and facial expression which transmitted an undeniable feeling of strength and pride which made it impossible to detract your attention from them.
This week's One Sentence Story is taken from a piece written by Marina Keegan, which can be found in her wonderful book, the New York Times Bestseller, "The Opposite of Lonliness",among other, both fiction and non fiction, essays and stories.