Only when I left home, I feel the meaning and importance of "home." I tried to find familiarity in the unfamiliar surroundings of a foreign country, using fragments to piece together the hometown in my memory.

 

“We find self-comfort by re-experiencing protected memories”—The Poetics of Space by Bachelard

 

Touching the soft wool is like touching my soft 'homesickness'. I try to make it tangible, like the jumpers my grandmother knitted for me when I was a child, a love that I could touch.