I have been homesick my whole life. All of my extended family are in Japan, yet I grew up in the United States. My parents and sister are in New Jersey, my brother is in California, and I live in New Mexico. My husband was my immediate family, but we dissolved our marriage, and he moved away. What does it mean to go Home? I have a sneaking suspicion Home is not a location outside in the world but a place inside the Self. I felt compelled to draw a path into the center of a square, leave an image in the center, and draw another path back out. I realized that I'm interested in seeing my own depiction of the Heart of Things, the Center, the Divine Place. I want to feel through a drawing the path of traveling to Oneness and then journeying back out into the regular world, the world of phenomena. This particular photo at center is a snapshot I took in Taos several years ago; the black and white graininess makes me fondly nostalgic of a different time in my life and also imparts hope for a life lived with freedom and passion. Watercolor pencils, colored pencils, inkjet photo, and metallic foil on 8x8 in. acid-free, brown stock paper.