This book explores something easy to overlook, art school lockers. On the outside, they all look the same. Inside, they’re personal and unpredictable. It reveals the mix of objects that build up over time, kept “just in case” they might be useful one day. A collection shaped by habit, instinct, and a bit of chaos.
The contents are organised alphabetically, with each item turned into a typographic piece, adding structure to something otherwise messy. Over time, the locker becomes more than storage. It becomes a small record of everything that has passed
through it.