Temporarily here, temporarily there. My home is there. Not here. Stable temporarily. Escape from war. Living far from mine. My house But later the new country becomes a home for me too. And I begin to get confused, where exactly is my home, my fortress, my shelter, my warmth and comfort? Can two places that are far from each other be considered home at the same time? How to deal with it? No way. It is simply a parallel background to the daily routine. Feelings are layered on top of each other, like a cake. If you cut it, you will see all the layers smeared with cream. All layers simultaneously
Kateryna Kutsevol is a Kyiv author and photographer. Her works are presented in Ukrainian galleries, and also regularly participate in group Ukrainian and international exhibitions. She has two solo exhibitions. Kateryna chose medium photography as the most frank & honest way of knowing her inner world and a way of observing the outside world and recording its changes. In her works she reflects on the thirst for love, loneliness, openness to herself.
