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What Love Looks Like

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At the center of a hundred thousand tears—silence.

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Your art is amazing and an inspiration. I love how you take the very impersonal genre of "datavis" and turn it into something very intimate and profound. Thank you for sharing your work with the world, hope you are well.

Thank you so much for your message. 🙏

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Your art is wonderful.

Thank you! 🙏

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Collage cut from a single written letter from my mother, dating from 1996, water damaged from an apartment fire in November 2010. Arranged around the character 聽 [listen].

See all the collages.

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I love everything that you make so much. I've been going through a few rough patches recently and while your work hasn't sorted out all the problems completely, it has inspired me to similarly organize and quantify what is going wrong. Thank you.

You’re welcome, and thank you for writing me. My warmest wishes to you in your process.

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Collage of 0.5cm wide strips cut from a single written letter from my mother, dating from sometime between 1997 and 2001, water damaged from an apartment fire in November 2010.

The text is recombined to form the Chinese character 問 [ask], which is also the character 口 [mouth | orifice] nested inside the character 門 [door].

Very much inspired by my friend @skiano‘s gorgeous collages.

See all the collages.

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“I started walking slowly across the sand. I went almost to the water’s edge and then walked down the beach. The same thing happened that had happened in the math class, but on a larger scale. It was also much noisier. Young men whistled at me. Some jumped up from the sand and trotted up for a better view. Even the women stopped moving as I came nearer. “I paid no attention to the whistles and whoops. In fact, I didn’t hear them. I was full of a strange feeling, as if I were two people. One of them was Norma Jean from the orphanage who belonged to nobody. The other was someone whose name I didn’t know. But I knew where she belonged. She belonged to the ocean and the sky and the whole world.”--My Story, by Marilyn Monroe

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I'm not on Tumblr as much anymore, so I don't always see when you make new posts. It's my absolute favorite to binge and catch up on all of your posts though. There's something very peaceful and calming about it and I like it a lot.

Thank you, William. It warms my heart to hear your message.

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i really like your work, what are you?

Just as you are, a human phenomenon.

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Related: Deciding with Power.

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What do you hear?

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Okay so I freaked out a little when I saw that you followed me because I've followed you for a little while now and I am ABSOLUTELY ENAMOURED with your work. Your "what love looks like" video series was probably my favorite thing ever. Never stop doing what you're doing!

Thank you for your warm message, Epiphany! I look forward to seeing our work unfold and grow.