My Kingdom I Lost 

Our experiences in the past affect the way we see present places.  Memories of trauma or extreme delight can resonate with us as we see a crook in the river that looks like one from our childhood home or smell the scent of ferns that used to line the the sidewalk on our walk to school.

In this project, “My Kingdom that I Lost” I am collaborating with a family from Syria and migrant from Venezuelan to explore how their journeys from their past to present homes influence the way they see the physical places they now live.

With the ongoing crisis in Syria and Venezuela, it is important to care for the migrants in our area by welcoming them and helping them find belonging here. Art therapy through guided sketches provides a way for families to heal and agency to express their stories. I asked them to draw memories from their homes. After we talked through their drawings they told me of places in North Carolina that sparked memories of the places they missed or feared in Syria and Venezuela. I decided to overlay the sketches with the photographs as a way to comment on how we repress memories in light of trauma and how recalling the memories can bring healing.