A home keeps you warm inside and that’s why it’s a hearth. I have many pillows on our καναπές so I can sit and snuggle with Volver our cat. From here I can see outside the door with its blue curtain that moves with the breeze and lets in fallen bougainvillea petals. It’s here where I drink my morning coffee as I look at my neighbour’s trumpet vine. Home is where the heart is and my home is here.
Little Painting No. 5; mixed media c.23 x 19.5 cm
The Narrative Within 