A photographic comparison between my Dad’s house and my house. My Dad was untreated and had a schizophrenic disorder. My biggest fear was always to become like him, being the basis for this research in the search for answers.
His house is photographed immediately after he was found dead. My house is photographed when it is messy, during stressful periods where I have deadlines to meet.
The question is, do the houses resemble because I am the photographer using the same camera, compositions and filters?
Or are the houses really alike?
Worldpremiere: DokFest, Kassel 2016