Home

Home is something you feel, something that, despite the thousand definitions, you can't help but understand only when you can feel "home". And home for me is that place between the heart and the brain, the most vulnerable, where you feel you are right, where you are not afraid, the mind calms down. We never live the present like when we find it. And home you can breathe it, smell it and it has that smell that belongs to you. Some call it chemistry, some call it skin, but "home" you will only rarely feel it in life. It is not a place, "home" is our ability to merge with what we feel belongs to us, that the universe has given us. The first home were our parents but we are in the condition to be able to find and create one of our own.

Marco M. Pendezzini

watercolor on paper

21 x 28,5

2022