“This place i call home whispers fragments of secrets to me is about my interior journey through the landscape of dualities that arose during the dark days of Covid 19. Set against the physical backdrop of my ancient family house, it is an existential navigation between angst and acceptance, darkness and light, where documenting my children became a soulful preoccupation, a distraction amidst the dichotomy of serenity and restless urgency. Possessed by the desire to slow down time before everything quickly changed in their lives and mine, I sought delight and distraction in the unfolding of their youthful lives. I always thought I made photographs not to forget, the pandemic showed me that I also made them to forget.” –Cince Johnston