Lost Letters - Artist Book
Lost Letters carries the remnants of words left unspoken and torn apart by distance and time. This book evokes the quiet ache of separation, of letters never delivered and of lives interrupted by wars. Each page tells untold stories that only exist under layers of memory.
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My books are hand-bound, slowly crafted, and never rushed. They grow organically, accumulating meaning over time through layers and layers of paper, fabric, ink, found photographs, and objects, stitched, marked, glued, ripped, burned, collaged, poked, scribbled, and held in quiet devotion. My materials are sourced from the past, to carry their own stories and imperfections, shaped by time, stains, and decay.
Making one of these books can take weeks, months or even years. Each book is a slow accumulation, a sedimentation of texture and meaning, which makes every page feel like a discovery. These books are alive, embracing raw beauty. They are primal, weathered objects rooted in the common threads of human existence and our connection to nature and time. To “read” these books is to feel them, to uncover their layers, to engage in a dialogue where meaning is never fixed but always unfolding. It takes a lot of care to make a book that looks like it’s been run over by a car, but in that, there’s a story worth telling.
Mixed Media Book in Wooden Box
2025
Lost Letters carries the remnants of words left unspoken and torn apart by distance and time. This book evokes the quiet ache of separation, of letters never delivered and of lives interrupted by wars. Each page tells untold stories that only exist under layers of memory.
╭──╯ ╰──╮
My books are hand-bound, slowly crafted, and never rushed. They grow organically, accumulating meaning over time through layers and layers of paper, fabric, ink, found photographs, and objects, stitched, marked, glued, ripped, burned, collaged, poked, scribbled, and held in quiet devotion. My materials are sourced from the past, to carry their own stories and imperfections, shaped by time, stains, and decay.
Making one of these books can take weeks, months or even years. Each book is a slow accumulation, a sedimentation of texture and meaning, which makes every page feel like a discovery. These books are alive, embracing raw beauty. They are primal, weathered objects rooted in the common threads of human existence and our connection to nature and time. To “read” these books is to feel them, to uncover their layers, to engage in a dialogue where meaning is never fixed but always unfolding. It takes a lot of care to make a book that looks like it’s been run over by a car, but in that, there’s a story worth telling.
Mixed Media Book in Wooden Box
2025
Lost Letters carries the remnants of words left unspoken and torn apart by distance and time. This book evokes the quiet ache of separation, of letters never delivered and of lives interrupted by wars. Each page tells untold stories that only exist under layers of memory.
╭──╯ ╰──╮
My books are hand-bound, slowly crafted, and never rushed. They grow organically, accumulating meaning over time through layers and layers of paper, fabric, ink, found photographs, and objects, stitched, marked, glued, ripped, burned, collaged, poked, scribbled, and held in quiet devotion. My materials are sourced from the past, to carry their own stories and imperfections, shaped by time, stains, and decay.
Making one of these books can take weeks, months or even years. Each book is a slow accumulation, a sedimentation of texture and meaning, which makes every page feel like a discovery. These books are alive, embracing raw beauty. They are primal, weathered objects rooted in the common threads of human existence and our connection to nature and time. To “read” these books is to feel them, to uncover their layers, to engage in a dialogue where meaning is never fixed but always unfolding. It takes a lot of care to make a book that looks like it’s been run over by a car, but in that, there’s a story worth telling.
Mixed Media Book in Wooden Box
2025