“I would define it as a longing for a home that no longer exists or has never existed. Nostalgia is a sentiment of loss and displacement...”
- Svetlana Boym 2013
Through fragmentary information growing up, I learned about my Romany Gypsy heritage through stories and speculation. An ancestor of mine was stabbed through the heart, owing money for land; another used to sell pegs; and Liz used to pick hops - or so I’m told.
This work tries to deal with the folkloric feeling toward being a distant Gypsy, understanding the tropes through my family archive material, and a deep connection to the occult. The road, as a metaphor, strings together the feeling of transience I’ve always felt.
Photobook in progress.
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