In the drawing lecture, there was a particular artist who seemed to subvert the idea of home, and frankly, I didn't like that. I very much enjoy anything that has to do with my home, especially considering this is my first time living away from it. So this (above) is my idea of home. This is where I grew up and my family. These are the places and people I enjoy. These things make me feel like I can be myself. This is home.
(By the way, this was supposed to be the first post, but I got out of order. That's why I numbered it as 1.)
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