Liberty Stam
Noordewind
Liberty Stam
It is only in the state of disorientation, of losing one’s familiar bearings
and networks of support, that we begin to ask ourselves what was ever
holding us up in the first place. We are reminded of our precarious
dependence on the structures around us, of the debilitating reality that
our position in the world is only as stable as the arbitrary architecture
we’ve constructed for ourselves.
All of the sudden, we look up and only an endless fog and ocean lay
before us. The horizon line is lost in a sea of grey and blue, and we have
no awareness of what lies ahead, or what behind, just a paddle in our
hands.
%How do we begin to know or feel where we are, or even where we are
getting?*%
My father started building a container home in 2020. These
photographs work to record the creation of a home’s history– how a
space becomes a familiar point of reference in the vast sea of existence,
and how we come to locate ourselves in the process.
* Ahmed, Sara. Queer Phenomenology: Orientations, Objects, Others.
Duke University Press, 2006, p. 6.