In the deep January in Iceland, there was little daytime and few people outdoors. I was in a ‘no man’s land’ that was shrouded by depressing whiteness and starkness. While here, in most of the photographs, the harsh environment is broken up by the man-made signpost which seems to be the only hint of humans’ trace. I was monologuing with waterfalls, snow mountains, and sea waves in the frozen air, imagining who else had been there…

I exchanged postcards with strangers worldwide and collected 350 postcards from more than 40 countries. While all of them stand for a unique story, the most memorable unexpecting one is from Aruba, which took 125 days’ journey to my postbox. For me, communication not only keeps people informed, but more importantly, it keeps people appreciated, appreciating each other, and sharing emotions via tactile forms.