I struggle with the concept of home, so the painting is frenzied and disjointed. Some of it appears to be floated out of the canvas while other is pushed back. It is disconnected and ungrounded. There is no depiction of a steriotypical home, because for many people, that is not the reality. The painting has an uncomfortable, disturbing feel.
 
It asks the question, is home a safe place? Is it a community or the people with whome you live? What happens if you are removed from that place or community? Can you rebuild that feeling of home? Transient and traumatised, do you feel safe enough to put down roots or has the world become so vulnerable that you are forced to live day-to-day, never having long term plans or dreams?