2013

One of the most accessible feelings we hold is how we think of and relate to the place that we called or call “home.” Our earliest association of home can be formative, supercharging our life with positive energy, or it can be potentially destructive, forcing us to overcome and go beyond its limiting nature. 

In the past decade, I have relocated my home several times, ending up in new and old places, including a yearlong stay with my parents and the further disorientation of traveling the world on behalf of my career. It was during this shifting of locations that I became keenly aware of how much need and emphasis we put on making every corner of our world home-like. We buy, rent and sell. We move and then stay. Life becomes a sequence of discovering new places, yet connecting new places with old references. 

This work is about what really defines the intimacy of being home versus what is merely the façade and decoration of something that is supposed to be home, but never will be.