Letter From My Mother, Written One Year After Her Death
image and text by
Debbie Grossman
When my mother died, I was struck by the idea that all the marks she had ever made would be all the marks she’d ever make. The few letters I had from her, banal as they were, suddenly took on a precious significance. In Postmark, I used my mother’s handwriting as the material with which to create new objects and impossible documents.
