I was originally aiming to design something for my 'Arcane Signboard' collection, but this piece looks so fabulous when printed on glossy photo paper that I went the poster route instead.
My great-grandmother was fanatical about stickers, and therefore the old photo albums that I inherited from her are verdant with them. Discarnate hands holding blooms seem to be making offerings to the deceased folk within those pages, and although such stickers have curled and turned spotty with age their bold colors persist. They carry now a scent all their own, of crusty paste, aged ink and parched paper, a fragrance befitting a garden of memories.
Chas Bogan
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