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