Newsprint and marker
Each frame: 5 1/4"h x 3 1/2"w x 2"d.
This is an obituary, written as a riddle, for a grand love story for which no one understood nor witnessed the actual point at which it ended. It simply passed.
The text for this love story "obituary" ran for 7 days as a published Notice in the Eau Claire Leader Telegram. Out of reverence for real obituaries, my Notice was not allowed to be published in the actual Obituary section of the newspaper. Every day, for the full week, I bought the newspaper, circled the Notice in red and framed it, in commemoration.
To tell the tale, I had dead letters and my own experience with letter writing, love and a puzzling end in mind. Dead letters are actual pieces of mail that are stranded at the Post Office, largely the result of changes of address that go unremarked between the persons corresponding. The physicality, thoughtfulness and level of anticipation present in a handwritten letter is interesting to me. To lose a hand written love letter, for it to become a "dead" letter, is incredibly poignant. Being I was not allowed to look at the post office's collection of dead letters, I could only imagine the alphabet contained within these intangible items and I wrote my obituary as a riddle of lost letters, of lost love, lost touch.