Cocooning Home

The more the world becomes for the taking, the more a home mutates into a prison as if it wants to inclose you until all possibilities from the outside are crystallized.

 
 

 

Branching Nest, silver, 2011

 

 
 

But after time’s passing, the chains of personal history will fall from the ankle and every little triviality will revive in lang gone memories and becomes a chaperon to the melancholy of home.

 
 

 

Embracing Home, cupper & shellac, 2012

 

 

Embracing Home, blown shellac, 2012