Where Is My Home

This circular relief composes a compacted “city” of wooden dwellings, stacked and interlocked until architecture becomes a kind of woven fabric—each small window a quiet assertion of interior life within an overwhelming collective. The muted browns and graphite greys, punctuated by oxidized metal notes, lend the surface a weathered dignity, as if time itself has been laminated into the roofs and facades. Its tight modular rhythm suggests both protection and pressure: a community held together by necessity, where intimacy and anonymity coexist in the same measured grid. The round boundary reads like a world in miniature, implying that habitation is not merely shelter but a shared condition—dense, resilient, and perpetually negotiating space.