I became fascinated by the “seedpod” [lotus seed] while observing it floating on the water’s surface. Its perforated form seemed to hold traces of lives that had passed, reminding me of Derrida’s concept of the trace and the absence within meaning (1997).
I used to write lots of letters as a way of understanding how my perception of myself relates to my view of the outside world. This fascination towards the poetry of epistolary is not just about recognising one’s personality but about consciously trying—often for the first time—to establish a connection between how one values oneself and how one sees the world around them (Sennett, 2021).
Having a journal from 1997, since I was 23, helps me reflect. Growing up, I experienced dreams, and these visions would come to reality.
Since childhood, I have had a deep appreciation for postal correspondence. This inspired me to collect postage stamps and vintage labels. I found their nostalgic charms intriguing.
Every life form begins with love. As the first strokes of sun rays travel to fill every inch of space with a cosmic kindness, darkness slowly bids farewell. Sleeping creatures start to awaken their sensory, absorbing energy and transferring warmth to one another making the earth beneath a happier ground.
