Fragments

This is our archive of feeling.

Art survives what memory sometimes forgets. In this space, we collect the visual echoes of migration—drawings, poems, photographs, fragments. Some were made before crossing, others after. Some are from artists, others from survivors with no formal training, just the urgency to create.

This isn’t a gallery—it’s a refuge. A record. A soft place where we hold what was too heavy to carry. Every piece here is part of the crossing, too.