After my maternal grandfather passed away in 2015 I was drawn to document the house he and my grandmother lived in. Being a architect by training he had designed this house for his family of seven children to live in. My grandmother still lives in this enormous house to this day (2022).
In retrospect this little series touched at my altered sense of belonging as a Belgian living in Australia. Since my move to the other side of the world in 2008 my perception of Belgium, my home country, has changed gradually. After living in Australia for nearly fifteen years I am experiencing a disjointed sense of home even stronger. The rooms in this house still feel like a fundamental part of this Belgian identity but there is a disconnect which has only grown more palpable.
In this series I have juxtaposed landscapes nearby our house on Ngunnawal Country, Canberra, with places I grew up. I am both identities Belgian and Australian, it is a permanently broken identity.
