Writing about myself has proved even more difficult than I had originally thought. I know they say, write as you think/talk, but I don’t sound as fantastic on paper as I do in my head. What a disappointment. I’ll get there though.
Absolutely fascinated by this piece of work above, I refound it from a few months back. There’s something about mysterious anonymous letters, interacting with strangers in a normal way or interacting with familiar people in a strange way. The image above is from the artist herself sent to herself again, reminds me of the things I like to tell myself.