In a fucking nutshell
I send people offensive postcards and this is a book of them.
A bit more fucking detail
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 the above 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 four years ago, I’ve reopened the service nine times with all editions selling out in minutes.
Hate Mail: The Definitive Collection is the ultimate retrospective of the Hate Mail project, showcasing 156 of my favourite works, picked from over 1000 postcards. This self published book was successfully funded on Kickstarter in August 2015.
Here is the project broken down in a rap format.