Home is not a House, oil and acrylic on canvas, 71x71cm
When we think of home we often think of where we live, our place of residence. However to me, home is a place in my head, it is a metaphysical representation of what makes me whole.
My work portrays my home, my dogs as companions and me as a child because what I have experienced growing up is what makes me who I am today. The childlike drawings surrounding my work is a representation of my delving into nostalgia to find what home means to me.
A home is not a house, it is a place where you live and to me that’s inside my head.
When we think of home we often think of where we live, our place of residence. However to me, home is a place in my head, it is a metaphysical representation of what makes me whole.
My work portrays my home, my dogs as companions and me as a child because what I have experienced growing up is what makes me who I am today. The childlike drawings surrounding my work is a representation of my delving into nostalgia to find what home means to me.
A home is not a house, it is a place where you live and to me that’s inside my head.
When we think of home we often think of where we live, our place of residence. However to me, home is a place in my head, it is a metaphysical representation of what makes me whole.
My work portrays my home, my dogs as companions and me as a child because what I have experienced growing up is what makes me who I am today. The childlike drawings surrounding my work is a representation of my delving into nostalgia to find what home means to me.
A home is not a house, it is a place where you live and to me that’s inside my head.