Have you ever felt like something was watching when you were all alone? Or wish that something was? Laid down at night to find yourself straining to hear anything other than your own breath and heartbeat in the pitch black? Have you dreamt of someone, something, and woken to find only air between your fingers? A letter from your sheets // if your sheets could speak. gives a voice to that feeling; it explores the idea of vocalising to the […] Continue Reading
