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Two stacks of letters found in the attic. One stack comprises letters ‘to him’, the other stack letters ‘from him’. The dates relate to a period of time when a relationship was irrevocably breaking down, a time before I knew my husband. I was torn between a compulsion to read the letters and the fear of what I might discover. In photographing them, I sought hints of the silent, tactile pleasures and heartaches of letter writing and receiving.
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