The weight of words

I love books because of my mother. Because of her curiosity. I always lived with books around me. All types of books. At home, at work. Everywhere. Some of my best friends are book sellers. There's something between us. Something deep. Not just because of what there's inside them, but because of how the look as well. I love them as object too. They are my masters, my compass, my opinion. And I miss them. That's the reason I created this artwork. Because I had to leave so many behind when we moved to London. I couldn't carry them all. What a shame.

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