On identity, home, and a considered holiday reccomendation
A reflection on identity as something unfinished, shaped by movement, memory, and delayed return. Drawing on my own life across countries, and on a formative encounter in the Hermitage, I explore how what we believe we have left behind rarely disappears. It waits.
This is also an excuse for two holiday recommendations, Julia Ioffe’s Motherland and the film An Englishman Abroad, works that approach exile, history, and belonging without sentimentality. Together, they offer a sober alternative to nostalgia and nationalism, and a reminder that home is often plural, and recognition arrives on its own terms.
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