To say that home is where we live is much too simplistic. It’s hard to describe, but we know it when we feel it.
“Here’s a little collection of pictures of all the places we’ve called “home”… California, Colorado, Ohio, Florida and soon to be New Mexico. (Along with a favorite saying among the Air Force wives).”
“A series of collages about what I consider Home, and what goes in it.”
“I pieced this image together from over twenty separate images. I definitely learned WAY more about donkeys and llamas than I ever expected to.
As people in our mid-twenties, we all have stylized images of what we perceive “home” to be. These are based on our experiences as children, but are also based on experiences we pick up as we grow older. Since we are all so transient during this period, we carry these perceptions with us. We carry them until all of a sudden, we find ourselves with a family of our own, and we feel that it is time to “unpack”, and create a home of our own. Sometimes, though, the donkey has a mind of its own, and just eventually refuses to move. Then, wherever he stops is home.”
Quilt block 15″ X14″, free pieced ( no pattern).
“I did this collage for my younger sister, Kylise, who left earlier this week for a 6 month long job working with Orangutans in Indonesia. She doesn’t have running water or electricity where she’s staying, and internet is a village away. We’ve travelled the world, explored fairy castles, and pushed our parents’ buttons together. We always seem to be most at home when we are together – so 6 months is a long time for us to go apart. This little collage went in her travel journal, along with photos and notes from friends and family.”
“Mine is called “Home is Whenever I’m with You.” (Thanks, Ed Sharpe!) That song has been stuck in my head all. week. long.”
“Home is comfort and familiarity. It’s a place where you want to linger and know that you can be yourself. Home is Sunday morning in you pajamas reading the paper.”
Crayon on Paper