When I think of home, my mind brings me back to when I was younger and lived with my parents. My thoughts go to when it was winter and I had a long day, but when the evening came and the sky got dark, I would often find myself snuggled up in the couch, nearby a lit fireplace, with a blanket, hot chocolate, and a good book.
What exactly about this that gives me the feeling of home, I realized, is mostly everything that surrounds me. My parents in the kitchen, the wood burning in the fireplace, the pages turning. Realizing this, I understood the importance of the whole atmosphere, and that is why I thought sound could be a sensory modality to convey this overall feeling. If this very scenario was placed in a home without no parents or siblings in it, the feeling would disappear.
I found that the personal element of my space and place was the most challenging to convey. The sounds are very typical for a home in general and could be found anywhere. Still, this soundtrack includes more than just the sounds’ physical origin. In this space of mind that I find myself in, the sounds reflect a harmonic balance where the physical, outside world is so calm that I let my mind, mental world wander into a very exiting world filled with action. There is nothing that makes me feel more at home than having the freedom to be both safe and curious of the world’s wonders at the same time.
This, I think, is an evocation of my own identity, representing the two polar versions of myself. On one side I love to explore and learn and be free, but on the other hand I also love the withdrawal from this world and to just sit in a safe space filled with love and comfort. I think my evocation of home allows me to be just these to polars at the same time and allows me to be a fuller version of myself. Maybe that is the reason why that space in particular is my home, because home is essentially a place inside yourself. The place where you are the most comfortable. And that is where you are you.