Here Lives My Home

A return to the parental home that, over twenty years ago, was fled in haste with brother and mother. The stately house still looked exactly as it did on that fateful day: the same pieces of furniture, the same wallpaper, the same objects. Only the huge pile of papers and junk on the floor betrayed the fact that the father had continued to live there. A visual testimony. for more information see: www.hierwoontmijnhuis.nl