Sometimes home is a person

I've made a serie that and used teatags as an inspiration. On every teatag is a question and these formed the base for my teatag serie. 
The question to this ons was: "What was your last thought yesterday?"
I often think about moving. I'm not exactly satisfied to live in this area and this house. I'm often dreaming with my husband, our daughter and her family to immigrate to France. But that does not really happen. I like solitude, minimalism, tranquility and living in a city like Antwerpen all these things fairly impossible. But you should never give up your dreams, you never know.

"Sometimes home is a person."

You might say I'm a traveller and and on my journeys I never once missed the place people call home. That's because home isn't home for me. 
Home is a hug from the person you love. 
Home is the smell of fresh coffee in the morning. 
Home is having the freedom to do what you want. 
Home is a feeling of happiness and relaxation. 
Home is inside your head.

Artworks is available as signed and numbered limited edition prints. These are available in sizes from 60x60cm up to 110x110cm, 

All works are limited to an edition of 10, 3 or 1 print depending on the size. These are "true editions" which means that I will only produce that amount of original signed prints of that particular motif regardless of size. Each print comes with a certificate of authenticity and a serial number for tracking.

formaat: 60x60 - 80x80 - 110x110 cm
jaartal: 2017

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Sabrina M

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