Which names do we want to remember? What stories do we want to tell about them?
It was an online workshop with six participants that dealt with homesickness, migration, identity, the need for connection, down-to-earthness and discomfort and translated it into an image or video.
The project, managed by BarLin, part of ReteDonne e.V., enabled the emotional and artistic processing of the feeling of home in the district.
The idea of meeting and exchanging ideas on the topic “What/Where is my home?” was the starting point of our practice. We looked beyond the architectural structures of houses to the feelings, practices and relationships within familiar spaces that give a person a strong sense of belonging.
The participants dealt freely with the topic and developed it visually using moving images.
Each telling of a story created a new perception of the district, and all the stories together emotionally shaped the geographic area.
BarLin reinterpreted the women's* contributions on a Charlottenburg-Wilmersdorf district map on a different scale, which did not refer to cartography, but to each participant's personal sense of home.
Ultimately, the map became a space for dialogue in which we, the participants, the artist duo and the audience, meet and surprise each other.
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This work expresses my idea of home through the repetition of a certain action in a way that it becomes a ceremony, even the smallest one like having bread together at home from our favorite bakery down the street. The feeling of warmth and closeness becomes my sun, my nature, waves from one home to another.
"There is this bench close to my apartment.
I go and sit there every day.
I listen to the birds singing, I play the ducks in the water, I observe the seasons changing, and I laugh.
(Because) It feels like home."
My audiovisual answer, to the question that I have been asked very often since I became a migrant at 15, and I’ve never stopped being one. "Where are you from?"
The roads around my home lead everywhere all at once but I'm unable to cut through their chaos.
But the maze of houses are like lighthouses- warm, stable and responsive. In their presence, I always find new paths.