First and foremost, home is a space that we carry within ourselves. A form that dwells in our heart since time immemorial. It might also be a house, but home is above all an ideal body that contains us and welcomes us, reveals us and protects us. Home is a real, daily place that we love and hate, suspended as we are between security and adventure, recognition and freedom. Home is a form of desire that sleeps in our thoughts and lightens up to the sound of a word, the flash of a gesture. A poem dedicated to the place children explore most, in all its most secret recesses, in dream and in reality. Opus one of celebrated Finnish illustrator Anna Emilia Laitinen.
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- thinking of our daily life place in a different way;
- finding out how strange other people's houses can be;
- playing at making our ideal home.