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Designer meets Print Sales Rep.
Print Sales Rep falls for Designer.
Designer tells Print Sales Rep the key to happiness

lies in being a maker and getting your hands dirty.

Together in July of 2011, they created a letterpress studio to escape the glossy, over-saturated industry they both grew up in – a place that allowed HER to start scribbling again, and HIM to get his hands dirty again. It was time for a slower pace + to embrace a more process-driven, artistic part of the industry: one that requires Time and Attention – two long forgotten terms in an industry now on speed. 

Somersault is not an industrial print shop. We are not fast, or competitive. Our hands are the ones that craft the project. Our minds are dreaming up the next idea or working through the next issue on press. And our hearts are in every printed piece. We are two people who love doing what we do, from start to finish.

And we look forward to working with you.

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AMY

The creative brain belongs to Amy, who when not sketching out daily designs or driving Mitch crazy with new ideas, also keeps the hand-fed Chandler + Price Craftsman spinning.

hails from: NEPA


in a past life was:

artist + printer’s daughter, a better doodler than painter, stripper (the film negative kind!), graphic designer


can’t live without:

pencils, wine + bacon

MITCH

The heart and hum of the studio is under the watchful eye and ink-stained hands of Mitch where he keeps the Heidelberg Windmills busy with day-to-day print projects, foiling and larger runs.

hails from: NW Montana


in a past life was:
heavy equipment operator, Caesar’s Palace cabana boy, glass installer, bounty hunter, paper salesman, print salesman


can’t live without:
golf, wine + whiskey

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SHOP PUPS

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Since inception, these three monkeys have been a daily part of the business. Hamish, Giblet and Herbert keep a close eye on quality... quality snacks, that is!

Apart from a hearty greeting to the first few guests who are NOT our UPS gal, they're pretty much sleepy, snoring little mops.

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