My family emigrated to France in the 1960s, but soon after my mother was forced to return. Maybe that's why we moved house eight times and took refuge whenever possible in the village where the French family was on vacation. This restlessness has been in my dreams since then and never left them. It is through the images of these childhood dreams and places that I try to understand if there is a possible geography for someone with a story that seems to belong nowhere.—Jorge Vaz Gomes