I am a great lover of books both for their content and their aesthetics. Books have been around me for my entire life. My Mother is a big reader and has custom built book shelves in her home.
I daydream about writing a book although I’m not sure what that looks like in words. Mine is a visual language.
Books provide knowledge and ideas, but what if you could not access that knowledge. What if it was taken away? No you can’t turn to the internet that is not what this is about.
These altered books act as my canvas and present themselves as the keepers of knowledge. Vaults. Unreachable. Inaccessible.