“The proper definition of a man is an animal that writes letters.”
― Lewis Carroll

I remember always wanting my own mail. Letters would come to the house for my parents but I always wanted one to come for me. I can’t remember what my first ever letter was. But I do remember getting postcards from my friend in high school. She went to Paris on a vacation with her family over the summer. She sent me a postcard she got from the Louvre with the ‘Winged Victory of Samothrace’ on the front. I loved that statue so much, seeing that little card in the mail with a message from my friend was so special. It meant so much to me. 

I love the idea of a postcard and its duality. It can be a keepsake for you or a message to someone else. I like that it makes you consider what you might want to say to someone.

Thunder Rolls Postcards close up

Thunder Rolls Postcard Set

Travelling North Postcard

Natural Law Postcard

My Shadow no.3 Postcard

Personal Best Postcard

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Marls for scale

Thinking about: transitions

Cooking: lots of soups

Enjoying: a burst of clarity and energy in the studio