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I send rude postcards to strangers
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Hate Mail was conceived in April 2011. Late one night in my studio, alone (and a bit drunk), I was suddenly overcome with an urge to send somebody a vintage postcard from my personal collection, amassed over many years from visits to provincial charity shops and car boot fairs. I stumbled onto Twitter, declaring ‘I will send a postcard with an offensive message on to the first person who replies to this’. Within a couple of minutes around 50 humans had replied. The winner was a Jonathan Hopkins from Forest Hill, who was rewarded with a postcard which read ‘Fuck you Jonathan, fuck you and fuck your shit legs’ (accompanied by a drawing of his legs). I don’t know what Jonathan’s legs look like, or even if he has legs. I fired a photograph of Jonathan’s postcard into the pipes of the internet and as a result, began to receive requests from people all over the world, eager to be verbally and visually abused via the medium of the postcard. A few days later I opened a service, enabling strangers to pay me to tell them to fuck off, and Hate Mail was born. The service proved so popular in its first week that I couldn’t keep up with demand and had to stop doing the fucking things. Since its inception, I’ve reopened the service nine times with all editions selling out in minutes.
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