The etymology of the word migration is “a movement to another place, often of a large group of people or animals”. Humans nowadays migrate because they are forced to do so due to political, social, economic, or environmental reasons, often they do not have even the slightest possibility of making a conscious act of choosing for themselves! Migration is a very actual topic in today’s disrupted post-liberal world, but also an ancient fact related to the simple fact of being human. Humans were always on the move, everything has been cyclical since the beginning of times! Do I feel as a migrant, aren’t we all migrants in a certain broader historical context? I am interested in presenting and preserving the invisible emotional state of the subjects including their struggle, dreams, and horrors, but also the courage, vision, faith, and bonds they create. This struggle becomes more a struggle of whole humanity than a struggle of the individual. The topic becomes universal.
