Zhuoting Zhong

For the past decade, whenever I felt tired, anxious, or afraid, I would unconsciously say, “I want to go home”. But one day, I realised that the home I longed for wasn’t the one in reality. Instead, what I truly needed was a feeling, one of safety and familiarity, woven from quiet and happy moments in my memories.

That realisation led me to explore the meaning of a “safe room”. I began by visualising five scenes from my childhood, each representing a piece of that elusive sense of security. Through this process, I found myself healing—rebuilding my sense of self by revisiting and reinterpreting my past within a larger context. I discovered that the safe room had always existed within me, quietly growing alongside me. Now, I have the power to shape it, not only for myself but for others.

My degree project is an invitation to women like me—to connect, share, and create our own safe rooms through storytelling and artistic expression.