Scent, Fragment and Memory is a creative workshop I designed as a part of my residency at the Museum of the Home.

Scent lingers in ways that stories do not. It slips past the mind and settles in the body. The scent of old wood, of altar smoke, of your grandmother’s coat. What does it mean to follow scent as a method for remembering? What histories surface when you breathe deeply, without rushing to explain? What if scent have texture then what is look like to you?