Mystery of the box labeled "misc"

Since the addition of a new printer, I’ve been slowly reorganizing my workspace. Slowly.

As I’m reorganizing, I’m coming across all kinds of things I’d almost forgotten about: mainly supplies for various projects I’d intended to start. I have a growing pile of fabric I had bought for some sewing projects that were never started (although when you see this, you’ll know why it’s probably better that way). I have boxes and wood, yarn and canvas boards, and of course lots and lots and lots of paper. And then I came across this:

It’s a box labeled “Misc” full of greeting cards I’d saved from our wedding. This in and of itself is odd because (a) I don’t save cards unless they’re really, REALLY good, (b) the box is purple with butterflies and glitter (someone gave it to me, I do not buy purple glittery butterfly things), and (c) I don’t label things “misc” unless I’m in a really desperate organizational pinch and must, against my better judgement, create a box of actual miscellanea. So what I’m wondering is, why didn’t I label it “cards from wedding” or even just “cards”? Besides, I had another box half-full of other wedding-related paraphernalia: a few favors, returned RSVP cards, announcements, calendar pages, et cetera that had been intended for photographing at the very least; based on the sketches and notes included in the box, I had intended to make some sort of artist’s book. (Incidentally, *that* box was labeled “wedding stuff.”) Why would I not include the cards with these other items? Clearly they were intended for a very separate, very special project of their very own.

I can’t for the life of me remember what in heaven’s name I had planned on doing with these cards, but I *know* I didn’t save them for sentimental reasons; I specifically remember editing from the collection the cards that I had deemed — to put it delicately — aesthetically lacking. Knowing me, this means I had intended them for some greater visual purpose. Maybe I thought we’d just frame them up and hang them in the hallway or something, which is weird but I don’t put it past me. Stranger things have ended up on my walls.

But at this point, when attractive storage space in my studio/guest room is at a premium, it boils down to two options: (a) throw the cards away, or (b) turn them into a new cutout project at a larger scale, like 11 x 14 or 16 x 20, and maybe in a series of three (or a triptych! — oooooohhhh).

Which one, I wonder, will I choose?