Vectis Voices by Gus Jonsson

Description

At bedtime at his grandmother’s he would steal down to an old wooden trunk at the foot of the bed. From within he would take several old shoeboxes, each filled with garishly coloured postcards, letters and old curling photographs. Nurtured by their fading sepia and yellowing envelopes pungent with age, spilling with mystery, a seed of memory would be planted. His life’s journey into imagination, colour and poetry had begun. A journey of words and voices. Voices that he would hear repeatedly throughout the rest of his life… The Vectis Voices.