About this Series
We all have associations with the idea of what and where home is. From our earliest efforts to communicate who we are by drawing our “home”, the square with the triangle on top, home is an archetypal symbol. These house portraits explore home as an organic structure that has a natural lifespan. The architecture of “home” – the house itself – is a vessel for shared human experience and memories. Our homes are a reflection of who we are, they are also indicators of class, family life, how we want others to see us. Where you live is an anchor, an identifier of your place in society. To be without a home leaves you adrift – there is no place like home and to be homeless is to be “no place”.
I spent my early childhood in Haverhill, Massachusetts. It was an exciting place; lots of kids to play with and weekly house fires up and down the block. We could see the fire leap from roof to roof and were carried out wrapped in blankets as the firetrucks lined up outside. The houses were big, colonial style, and a little run down. The Summer before middleschool, my family moved to upstate New York. In our new neighborhood, there were no more neighborhood kids, no more runs to the candy store with lunchboxes full of stolen pennies, no more city noise. It was “safer,” and in exchange, we had a bounty of frogs, snakes, corn fields and trees.