This letter comes from an island busy claiming things from the sea as if it were its own. Is it a debt or a loot in plain sight? And what exactly it trying to reclaim? What was it that was lost? A city crawling its way to an ever receding horizon. Writing from its expanding coastline and receding life, this is Bombay Daak.
062 - Perpetually Receding Horizons
062 - Perpetually Receding Horizons
062 - Perpetually Receding Horizons
This letter comes from an island busy claiming things from the sea as if it were its own. Is it a debt or a loot in plain sight? And what exactly it trying to reclaim? What was it that was lost? A city crawling its way to an ever receding horizon. Writing from its expanding coastline and receding life, this is Bombay Daak.