Genjitsu Gensō (現実幻想) - OBJKT: Innerland

Have you ever felt like you left a place years ago, but somehow it never really left you? Maybe it happens through something small. A certain kind of weather. The smell of rain on a familiar street. A house that looks like one you used to pass every day. A tree, a road, a sound from another room. Suddenly, for a few seconds, you are somewhere else entirely. We think of home as a location, something with an address that we can arrive at and eventually leave. But perhaps home settles much deeper than that. The places we spend enough time in slowly teach us how to exist. Their streets teach us distance. Their people teach us belonging. Their noise becomes our idea of normal. Their architecture shapes what feels familiar. Even their silences become something the body remembers. And when we leave, we carry more than memories. We carry ways of speaking, looking, moving, trusting, fearing, noticing. We enter new places with old maps still quietly folded somewhere inside us. Perhaps we never really possess places. We only spend enough time inside them for them to begin possessing parts of us. Maybe that is why returning home can feel so strange. The buildings may still be there, but the person who once belonged to them has changed. Sometimes the street feels smaller. Sometimes the house feels unfamiliar. And we realize that the version of the place we loved has not been waiting there for us. It has been travelling with us. Maybe home was never something we completely left behind. Maybe it became an invisible geography beneath everything that came after, shaping the way we understand safety, distance, community, and where we feel we belong. I used to think home was somewhere I could leave. Then I realized I had been carrying its streets, its weather and its ways of seeing the world everywhere I went.

ARTWORK DETAILS: Ai + Digital Paint + post process 4000x4000px Creation Date 2026