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A love letter to fruit and graphic excess, this book traces a personal design language rooted in Colombian street markets, improvised flyers, and everyday abundance. Born from childhood memories and shaped by the visual chaos of fruit stalls, it celebrates affection, urgency, and the raw power of informal design. God bless fruitand the hands that grow it.
A love letter to fruit and graphic excess, this book traces a personal design language rooted in Colombian street markets, improvised flyers, and everyday abundance. Born from childhood memories and shaped by the visual chaos of fruit stalls, it celebrates affection, urgency, and the raw power of informal design. God bless fruitand the hands that grow it.
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