THE IMPOSSIBILITY OF ACCESSING HOME

11.08.2019
Birzeit, Palestine

I hold on to that photo as stubbornly as Labibe holds on to her accent. That photo, and all the stories I heard about you, created expectations about our encounter. I had the hope of finding what everyone had described to me. A place of joy, a place that is a container of all the good times. You were transformed into the projection of everything that was ripped from them. The times here, with you, were surely times of joy, but forced displacement and nostalgia loaded the stories with fantastic memories and personal fictions. That time is not here and was also not then.

This is the footage from the moment that I go to the house in Al-Makhrour. This footage was stored for a long time. I am not sure why I didn’t open this or show it to anyone. I guess I was afraid that the footage was just too bad or too little. That my desire to capture the house was a failure.

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26:10 min
2019

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