Depends on the day, the weather and my mood, but mostly my imagination is triggered by sounds. There are a lot of neighbourly interactions that occur on my street, a stray cat that roams from house to house, an old Italian couple that I often hear having playful banter, kids skateboarding up and down the footpath.
On sunny days when I can hear these friendly neighbourhood noises, I imagine a world that is better connected, one that embraces a slower more authentic way of life, it makes me feel comforted. Other days when it’s a bit gloomy and grey outside and sometimes you can hear the traffic on the nearby highway, I get a bit anxious, especially because we hear so many ambulance vehicles too.
On these days, I imagine a world that is exhausted, trying to keep up with the demands of the growing population. On these days I find it hard to concentrate.
Home for me is definitely a mix of physical and mental attributes. Physically, it’s somewhere where I can nest, where I can make the space my own, play my records loud and fill the kitchen with warm comforting smells.
Mentally, it’s somewhere where I can feel completely and utterly at ease, somewhere familiar, a place where I feel like nothing bad can touch me.
Both. Sometimes I look out the window and feel stuck, restricted, like this is here and now and you have to just get on with it and accept where you are at the moment (I’m a super impatient person aha).
Other times I look out and I think of all the good things ahead of me that I have to look forward to, which encourages me to work hard and keep going! Even though things seem a bit doom and gloom right now, there is still a lot of hope, love, passion and creativity out there that seems to keep me going!