If you haven’t seen us around town lately, or if we’ve seemed a bit more grimy and disheveled than usual, here’s why — we spent the early part of this year making a bazillion seed bombs for Anthropologie. Allow me to give you a glimpse into our recent past, which at times resembled a really exciting version of hell. Make no mistake, though: we also had fun.
You might remember the scale of our operation last year, when it centered around our dining room table:
So, we knew we had to expand. Things started out innocently enough when we rented a work space a few blocks from our apartment in Over-the-Rhine, Cincinnati for our seed bomb production:
Then we started producing, producing, producing:
Michael screenprinted the pouch design in our printing studio at home. Five seed bombs went into a pouch:
The insert got folded in half and tucked into the pouch, behind the seed bombs:
The string was tied in a bow, and the appropriate SKU was placed on the back of each pouch:
Eventually, we had ourselves a veritable seed bomb army, ready to turn any unloved plot of land into a bit of green space:
Ahh, but we weren’t done yet! Miles and miles of bubble wrap had to be cut in order to pack and ship our seed bombs safely:
A dozen seed bombs went into each box:
Eight boxes were packed into each carton:
My favorite part was when a forklift got involved:
This was an exciting moment, and I was elated. Can’t you tell?
Off they went!
Take good care of my baby, Mr. Truck Driver!
We laughed, we cried, we picked dirt out from under our fingernails… Fear not, we didn’t do all of this alone. We had the help of almost everyone we know in Cincinnati, plus friends of friends, and also anyone who was misguided enough to visit from out of town last month. Plenty of people who didn’t help us with production gave us sage advice or let us borrow equipment, and we are deeply indebted to all of you. Like they say, it takes a village…