Mr. Boddington blew out ten skinny, tapered gold candles illuminating his berry cake with a weary sigh. Birthdays nudge one to look back, so here is his tale:
The shocked nurse Pagent of the New Amsterdam Hospital nearly dropped the newly born Master Boddington on his head. She cried to her fellow midwives that this baby boy was born with two purple ink-stained thumbs, a clear sign of the paper trade that would define his life's work.
As a child he moved around the world with his parents, his nanny and a caravan of royal supporters. His first correspondence was sent from an island in the south Pacific at the age of five. He requested that ten boxes of "Van Dyke" Drawing Pencil No. 600s be shipped to his tent. And as a young adult he apprenticed with the Russian Tsar Nicholas’ correspondence court. Nick and little Boddington could never agree on the perfect shade of rose for the Russian's new paper so they spent much of their time riding under the pines.
He created his first wedding invitation for a stunning duchess and her wedding on a small hillside in Udaipur, India. She later wept to find Mr. Boddington applying the silk fabric from her wedding gown to the back of a post card. The tears
were not for her destroyed gown, but for the beauty of her new stationery.
Mr. Boddington lives in an old world residence of great charm in the town of Antibes. From there he entertains his friends on a vintage Capri fishing yacht with Bombay tonics, orange marmalade crostinis, and newspapers from the world's major cities.
And although never confirmed, it has been said that Mr. Boddington exhibits no tolerance for haggard looking correspondence.
Now since Mr. Boddington is often traveling the world in pursuit of leisure and inspiration, he maintains a studio in New York City to keep his craft humming. Above the old fur shops on West 29th Street, you will find a team of talented artists, designers, illustrators, production specialists and biscuit nibblers.
The team is led by Rebecca S. Ruebensaal who illustrates and designs much of the collection. She has her own story but is far too busy chasing the demands of Mr. Boddington, her two sons and her terribly naughty pup, Lucky, to share at this time.