by kristina haritonova BA Hons
Porcelain, crystal plate, willow plate, film negatives, amber, pearls, wool sock, rocks
h: 17 w: 41 d: 21 (cms).
Being an immigrant means living in between. I no longer feel fully at home where I come from, yet I am not entirely at home where I live now. I exist between languages, landscapes, and ideas of belonging. In this work, I return to the image of the snail, carrying its home wherever it goes. Like the snail, I carry home within me, in memories, objects, and rituals. I remember my grandmother’s glass cabinet with a pristine tea set, saved for a “special occasion” that never came. Collecting and protecting beautiful things was an inheritance from the Soviet past, shaped by scarcity. For me, objects hold emotion. Finding the same tea set in charity shops transports me back to childhood, to warmth, sunlight, and my grandmother’s kitchen. Since leaving my home country at 18 and moving across five UK cities, I’ve searched for that feeling of home. This work reflects on memory, repair, and belonging, a home not fixed in place, but assembled piece by piece.
£1400 (As exhibited.)
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by kristina haritonova BA Hons
Porcelain, crystal plate, vintage plate, film negatives, amber, pearls, wool sock, rocks
h: 17 w: 42 d: 21 (cms).
Being an immigrant means living in between. I no longer feel fully at home where I come from, yet I am not entirely at home where I live now. I exist between languages, landscapes, and ideas of belonging. In this work, I return to the image of the snail, carrying its home wherever it goes. Like the snail, I carry home within me, in memories, objects, and rituals. I remember my grandmother’s glass cabinet with a pristine tea set, saved for a “special occasion” that never came. Collecting and protecting beautiful things was an inheritance from the Soviet past, shaped by scarcity. For me, objects hold emotion. Finding the same tea set in charity shops transports me back to childhood, to warmth, sunlight, and my grandmother’s kitchen. Since leaving my home country at 18 and moving across five UK cities, I’ve searched for that feeling of home. This work reflects on memory, repair, and belonging, a home not fixed in place, but assembled piece by piece.
£1400 (As exhibited.)
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by kristina haritonova BA Hons
Porcelain, crystal plate, vintage plate, film negatives, amber, pearls, wool sock, rocks
h: 29 w: 43 d: 27 (cms).
Being an immigrant means living in between. I no longer feel fully at home where I come from, yet I am not entirely at home where I live now. I exist between languages, landscapes, and ideas of belonging. In this work, I return to the image of the snail, carrying its home wherever it goes. Like the snail, I carry home within me, in memories, objects, and rituals. I remember my grandmother’s glass cabinet with a pristine tea set, saved for a “special occasion” that never came. Collecting and protecting beautiful things was an inheritance from the Soviet past, shaped by scarcity. For me, objects hold emotion. Finding the same tea set in charity shops transports me back to childhood, to warmth, sunlight, and my grandmother’s kitchen. Since leaving my home country at 18 and moving across five UK cities, I’ve searched for that feeling of home. This work reflects on memory, repair, and belonging, a home not fixed in place, but assembled piece by piece.
£1400 (As exhibited.)
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