Home

Home is not a place.
It lives between the body and the world around it.

All my life, home has been in motion. Living abroad for many years, moving from one place to another more times than I can recall, it slowly became something I carry within me. Not being able to return to my homeland
does not create distance…it brings it closer. More present. More layered.

A quiet contradiction I live with.

In this series, I explore this feeling step by step following it as it slowly reveals itself on the canvas. These works move in the space where inside and outside meet in light, in stillness, in the surface of the skin. Home is not something fixed. It is something you return to.

Where is home? A country, a house, a piece of soil? Is it something we possess or something we carry beneath the skin?