Postcards are vehicles of small messages, stories and images that one sends to another. I love the fact that these can be understood differently by the viewer depending not only on the light but by the mood at the time.
And for a month I made postcards using scraps of fabrics, plastics, threads, paper... anything I could get my hand on. I fused, sewed, glued, ripped enthusiastically as if each was a miniature of a feeling I could not describe in words.
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