Away
Sometimes home is the place where we live physically—where we earn our living, where our children play in the park, where we walk our dog. Other times “home” is another location—away. Because to be home we must find solace. It must stir our heart but calm us to the core. It is the place where we can be ourselves.
Some of us have homes that are not structures. Don’t get me wrong. I love the house I share with family, but the places that gives me solace and let me breathe are in nature: the mountains, the rivers, the fields, the marshes, the ocean. I think I am made of a bit of it all. I breathe it in and become part of it.
Mixed media on deep wood panel with collage.
Some of us have homes that are not structures. Don’t get me wrong. I love the house I share with family, but the places that gives me solace and let me breathe are in nature: the mountains, the rivers, the fields, the marshes, the ocean. I think I am made of a bit of it all. I breathe it in and become part of it.
Mixed media on deep wood panel with collage.