

Span over time! The Birth of a Book!
When the ink dances with the nib, it creates a refuge where thoughts settle, and letters stand watch! Anxiety became a familiar state to me from a very young age. I didn’t know what name to give it, what definition would capture its essence, but I could recognize that constrictive inner tension with absolute precision as a sensation. It migrated in location, but its manifestation remained the same. Instinctively, I began a conversation with it. As a child, I would ask it to l


Do we still write? How do we read?
do we still write?









