Blue Jay Territory
When I came to live in Boston, I knew I would quickly loose my foreign eyes. I started filming. My first approach was like an environmental research, scanning the differences. With time passing the issue got more complex. I had left quite a bit behind. Disconnected, staying anonymous, I filmed the backs of people in the streets instead of their faces.
I joined my husband, an electrician, at work in basements, attics, kitchens of numerous customers, exploring even the inside of walls in foreign homes. But in my general approach I procrastinated, stayed biased.
The film condenses the mechanisms and disaccords of my journey. No refugeeÂ’s drama, no political equation, no self-sufficient diary - but a visual document of disruptions that shape migrant experience.