Dear you,
Swimmer’s ear in Jersey is causing me to doubt myself. I spent half my time looking over my shoulder that I missed all glory of waterfalls at Plemont Caves.
Wending way to nearest pharmacy in search of a remedy to restore me to rights.
Yours in clogged and soggedness,
X
[Here the writer makes up a word to pair with ‘clogged’.]
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Tuesday, 24 May 2011
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Traveller dear,
Louise and I make artists’ books, we make all sorts of things, and most usually we make things on paper. Collaboration comes naturally to us both; it is an enjoyable and wholly inspiring process that yields treasure not possible without the other. Working side-by-side, as we do from our home-based studio in Melbourne, Australia, it is a pattern we are familiar with; a path we are delighted to tread, seeing what new scenario evolves. Collaboration throws up the unexpected, and what is not to like about that?
With paper sufficient to cover the moon and sincerely yours,
Gracia Haby
