Context

During my relationship with S, words failed to express all the convoluted feelings that I felt for her / us in specific moments of time. If I shared a sentence, it solidified a polarising stance that I did not want to take. I could feel many different things, at the same point in time; exist between poles while feeling both the ends.

Expressing this via a visual became easier. Layers could exist without explicit hierarchy — making the piece of communication express multiple things at the same time.

So, I wrote (or rather drew) her a collection of 12 tiny love letters. The original piece of work is lost, and all I have left are these 5 images.