Overlaying the various images of my father are words I wanted to say to him before he passed that I was never able to tell him to his face. Words could not possibly convey the feelings I wish to say to him, and words did not come to my head as I sat down to write. So instead of all that… the various texts that sit on the pages are actually dishes from my dad’s restaurant menu.
8 X 10 CM
Hand stitched sewn and tied binding, digitally printed on tracing paper.
UNIQUE EDITION OF 5