Lockdown. At home. Alone. With a camera
The outside limitations focus me into an inner journey, observing the wrapping layers- home, body, and soul
My home stripped naked, empty from material, echo my sensations.
Memories imprinted in me the feelings of home. Home as a container, as a witness to the moving and changes in my life's story. Home as a space of intimacy that can be violated, home as a place to encounter with myself.
In front of the camera, my house wears the essence of all houses. And I, in motion, in stillness, within the rooms, on the stairs, on the floor by a window ... looking for a way to be, to domesticate, to dwell within myself.