The Stories We Wear
Letters I Never Sent
Available for its next home
The story
A box of unsent letters, pulped without being reread — the only way to keep the words and lose them at once.
The fibres still catch ink in places. Nothing legible survives.
Sketches
Studies, most of them abandoned.
From the notebook
“Stopped at hour 19. Wrong. Started again in the morning and it finally sat still.”
- Hours given
- 22
- Material
- Handmade Paper
- Edition
- Only One Exists
- World
- Culture
Sourced from
Personal correspondence · cotton rag · gum arabic
The surface
Nothing sanded. Every ridge is a decision.
At home
Shown at scale in a private room.
Collectors
“It is the first thing anyone touches when they come into the house. Nobody believes what it used to be.”
Collector, Bengaluru
“I bought it for the story and kept it for the silence.”
Collector, Lisbon
Bring this story home.
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