Illustration by Catherine Brighton Janice Kerbel + Felicity Callard Garden for Agoraphobe Agoraphobia carves its own landscape. Parts, perhaps all, of the public sphere are marked off-limits in the turn towards the domestic. FreudÕs early account of agoraphobia considered the agoraphobe as a thwarted prostitute who kept herself inside so as not to take the first man on the street. The thwarted prostitute might today seem Freud's own fantasy, but his framing of agoraphobia through desire dismantles the illusion of home as a site devoid of anxiety. But the home also holds out the promise of keeping the assaultive power of an inflammatory world at bay. For if anxiety cleaves to particular objects, its taming does so too. Spaces and objects both solicit and assuage anxiety. Their composition can intervene in the spreading of unease. An indoor garden is one site for the cultivation of zones of comfort. There, deracinated plants find a new home. They might turn awry usual homely logics, but in so doing offer their own models of regularity. Soothing what presses in from noisy streets, they provide other forms of stimulation.