Home No Home
Katarina Šoškić
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Home No Home
Katarina Šoškić
The rooms I was renting are rented to some other people to spread their microcosm there, to feel settled for a while.
While far away from home, to feel at home is transitory.
It follows the rhythm of the moves, as for many, to live is to leave,
to come back, to trace them back, the moves, is an intrusive gesture of introspection – housing as a checkpoint of the mental state, not yet seen as a commodity.
Memory is a construction, as moving is a necessity.
How would ‘feel at home’ feel like, if we were all settled down?
I know no other place to come back to but to this permanent moving of mine.
Katarina Šoškić
katarinasoskic.net
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