Introduction

I can live in many spaces. Many places can be a house. However, the home is something else. I think of a home, a dwelling, as a space with which  I connect emotionally. I have a bond with it, memories, objects, experiences attach me to it. The home is presented as a condensed space with ontological sense, as a space with which profound and complex relationships are established. The loved spaces are inhabited ones, says Bachelard, but: what kind of spaces?

In my lifetime, I lived in dozens of places: apartments, rooms, couches, sheds. By chance or by choice, somehow I was always on the road. Most of the time, I did not feel at home; the recent years  were the most active . I used to find myself without realizing it, asking myself this question: "Where next?”, thus highlighting the precariousness of my dwelling.

At the time to rethink the qualities of a dwelling that builds and condenses meaning , I reached to imagine - slowly and according to several influential readings - four spaces with at least one specific quality, different from the others: the root (origin), the nest  (building ), the shelter (inside-outside dialectic) and the mirror (reflection space , concentrated in itself). This separation accomplishes the purpose of an aesthetic and visual reflection. A Home can concentrate, in a deep, dynamic and therefore complex way, several if not all the qualities that I enunciate here separately.

In future posts, I will go deeper on each of the four imagined spaces. For the moment, I would like to conclude with a statement more about this issue I present, affirming that the condition of the migrant is what personally has pushed me to reflect on what is a home and what are the qualities of this affective dwelling. So, this precarious situation of constant migration is the one that corresponds, in my case, with this interest in the loved space.