The concept that I wanted to stick to was that sometimes you can't find a home amidst the many houses you encounter. Finding that special place or getting over the one you lost can take years. I want my piece to embody this sometimes futile search.
Sometimes a home is made of the memories, people, and experiences we associate with it; not the physical structure itself.
Admit it, Luther Vandross is THE MAN.
Here is one of my initial sketches:
I started off making cardboard cut out houses out of simple templates of varying sizes.
I then chopped one of my rough draft houses so that when it rested on the table it looked as if it was stuck in the ground.
I multiplied the dimensions of that test house by three and constructed a bigger version as the base of my mountain.
After constructing the small and medium sized houses, I glued everything on the mother house in a gravity-defying fashion.
After adding a coat of white spray paint to make sure the interiors of the houses weren't brown, I covered the entire form with a sandy-white acrylic paint and painted the tiny houses red to accent the color scheme.
I topped everything off with a black feathered strong along all the edges of my houses to give the sculpture a weathered feel.
I hope I managed to capture the nostalgia and loneliness of not feeling at home with this piece.
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