《/home》は、2002年に小さな玩具の飛行機が室内を飛び交う幻想的な映像作品《dwelling》でデビューしてから15年が経った2017年に、両親の転居を機に家具が全て取り払われたさわのかつての実家で撮影されました。自分の育った場所がなくなる、それはさわが多感な高校時代までを過ごし、その後海外を拠点に活躍するようになってからも心のよりどころであった「家（home）」の喪失を意味しました。壁紙のシミ、家具の跡。かつての生活の面影が色濃く残る空間を映した《/home》は、誰にでもある私的な場所やそこで過ごした時間を想像させます。また、その空間に15年前と同じ小さな飛行機を飛ばすさわの行為は、作家としての経歴を華々しくスタートさせる契機となった《dwelling》でのそれとは違い、時間や場所、またそこから生ずる記憶や意識といった、デビュー以来の一貫したテーマに向き合い続ける作家の凛とした意思表明のようにも感じられます。

“Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we
add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an
expression of a poetry that was lost.” (Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space, p.6).
Five years ago, I lost my home. My parents sold the house where I was born, the one I grew up in. They were just
downscaling after retirement. And although I had left home over 20 years ago, when I closed the door on that house, I felt
bitter. My room, the kitchen, the entrance hallway, the garage, the garden behind the building. I was mentally attached to
every part of it. I had always believed I had that place to go back to.
Leaving it was like a funeral.
/ home is a return to my early work, dwelling, made in 2002. Like that work, I made airplanes cruise in my home, this time,
in the house of my childhood. I made them fly out of the room into the corridor and back into the room. I was imagining
the planes flying over our heads in the sky flying into my old living spaces… but eventually I realized that it's not important
for me to be able to see airplanes there or not…
More important is for me to feel the existence of airplanes, of dreams or of illusions, mine, those of my father, those of us
all.
There is something more essential than my cruising airplanes: being able to imagine them. Being able to visualise them,
inside of my head, anywhere, in any home.
Daily life could be based on the imagination with such hopes or even desires, as intangible or ghostlike as they might be…
Our idea of both home and time are grounded in and built on these phantoms.