Home/Sea Sick
Every time I come home, something has changed. The change feels disorienting, but natural and inevitable, like tides going in and out.
I adapt to living somewhere new, trying to become more, to grow.
Nostalgic for the beach by my house, I collect souvenirs that remind me of my old environment.
How can I find home somewhere unfamiliar?
Flora Davis
Seattle, Washington
Sportswear
