The World of My Childhood Home

Abstract

My childhood home ceased to exist and remained in the past. This thesis is a return to my childhood home through my memories. I return to it in remembering my child-self, who sought the heights from the roof and high platforms, the child who dug out the earth and mother’s wardrobe, the one who feared the drainage holes in the kitchen and bathroom, and the child who desired the fire in the living room and the tall dark shaft. it is a return to the world of my childhood home in writing, drawing, rewriting, then redrawing. My memories of the house are literary imagination in architecture.