House is Home
Home is where the heart is.....
People make a place, they occupy the space and leave their mark.
So what happens when they are no longer there? They are intrinsic to the fabric of the building.
Their possessions may be there, their taste in decoration and their smell. Ghostly marks on the wall where photographs once hung, worn down steps, worn tracks in the carpet. They are all an essence of the people once there.
Over time and many occupants there are layers of these existances haunting the building.
What stories do these houses hold?