Home is a documentary project on squatting communities in Europe. A story about a feeling, not about a place. During those times I had wandered most of European countries. Taking part. Taking pictures. I can't be thankful enough for the people who had just been there. For those afternoons and evenings, group dinners, discusions, hard guestroom floors, trust, this movie No man's land watched together, leaving me the keys for someone's room. New Year's Eve on the roof. This moment when somebody was yelling 'get the fuck out, this is our home!', while swiging a hockey stick at nazis raiding a party. Julia’s ridiculously big balled rat named Garlic. This moment when I was awakened by seven newborn puppies. Sleeping naked on a roof in Barcelona. Alex bartending in a white suit jacket. A squatted bridge in Rome. Hitchhiking in south France. An enormous amount of dumpster dived bananas, and too much chocolate to carry. Masala smell, club mate, nicest dogs ever, and this feeling of being home.

2010-2012