Dear Stranger,

Hi there, my name’s Jay. Welcome to Dear Stranger Press. I’m an author/street artist. I’ve been running around the world for years, posting little letters on trash cans, bus shelters, electric boxes, anywhere that allows sellotape to stick, hoping to strike a fire in a stranger’s eye. Maybe we have already met via a letter. If we have, hello fellow wild child.

 

This letter project is called Dear Stranger and it all began in a far off land called Australia. Melbourne. I started posting these letters four years ago, to try and clear a stranger’s storm (and my own) for a split second during the pandemic, and I’ve not stopped since. 

 

Since then, I’ve managed to post seven thousand letters across half of Europe, New York, Egypt, Morocco, and the majority of the UK. Lovely strangers from all over the world have taken the time out of their days to write to me, sending me words warm enough to melt the coldest of hearts, and some have helped translate my letters into Spanish, Polish, Arabic, Albanian, German, and French, so my letters could touch the people’s fire in their native tongue.

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