This image I created is what home means to me, being in my own place with my family. My boyfriend and my son. Spending every day of my maternity leave at home with my son waiting for his father to come back home from work to spend some time together watching tv, playing music, playing games or just staring at our baby. Home are the people I hold close to my heart, a place or thing that brings me comfort, love and happiness.
This is my home. This is the place that I grew up. I have spent my whole life growing up in this building and neighborhood. Where you are from, says a lot about who you grow up to be. I was raised in a loving community where everyone knows your name and you’re friendly with your neighbors. My parents love my sister and I so much they put the best into our home. They filled it with the little they could get and have kept it in perfect shape for more than I have been alive. My home is a place of comfort where I know my family is. Although we argue and I can’t even stand it sometimes, there is no better place than having everyone together. Now that things are changing and people have gotten older, I miss having everyone together like we used to.
When I think of home, I think of Olivia and Billy. My daughter and fiance. They are home and life to me. Books have always been one thing I move with me everywhere. Even when I’ve lost everything else, I always had boxes of books. This dollhouse is an impending family project that we three will work together on. We love to be creative, and creativity means home to me. We are often all huddled together with art materials, talking and listening to music. These adorable little characters were made by Billy and Olivia. I added a Degas book and lots of art. Art is on every wall in my home, always. I love to be a homebody, so I like to be surrounded by pretty things. I also have a small urn with my brother’s ashes, which will be with me always, and a figurine of twins my twin sister gave me when I was very sick ages ago. Though we live in different states, she is my forever home, from womb to tomb, birth to earth.
I used an Instax polaroid mini for my photography and dollhouse rendition of “Home”.
Seminar project: Exploring Children’s Museum of Art
This is a sunny lighted living room embellished with pistachio curtains falling over low windows.
In the middle there is a wood table on the top of which we have a glass vase with violets, roses, marigold and Lilis. In the middle ceramic coffee colored vase, we have daffodils, and spikes. On the right side we have a basket full of avocados, grapes, bananas, figs, oranges and apples.
The house for me is where I always have flowers in Larnaca, fruits and chocolate spread and hidden. Where there are large windows for sunbeams to enter without consent. Where I change tablecloths, curtains as often as I feel it and where I never miss an occasion to decorate for Christmas or any other celebration. When I usually open the door, I greet the house “Hi home!’’ and ask my flowers how they are feeling today. There we meet the loved one who, with a smile, greets you “welcome back home.”
The drawing is made with digital line and paint brushes and filled with bucket technique
For this seminar project, you are going to take a virtual museum field trip to Children’s Museum of the Arts, where you will explore the exhibit Home, Sweet Home: Is A Home A Sanctuary? Take some time to look through the photographs of different artists’ work. Be sure to scroll through all of the photographs and spend time with those that capture your attention.
The question this exhibit poses is: What does home mean to you?
For your art project you may use any materials you choose–collage, watercolors, crayons, found materials, sculpting materials–to create your vision of home. When you have completed your project, take a photo of it and post it here, along with a short (1-2 paragraph) description of what home means to you.
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