30 x 21,5 cm
Swiss paperback binding
On the heels of his prizewinning book No Direction Home (a 2010 German Photo Book Award winner), photographer Andrej Krementschouk (*1973 in Gorky) once again tells in his new book a moving story about homeland and homelessness, roots and identity. The setting is a dilapidated old cottage in the center of a small Russian town, where a group of orphanage-raised homeless people have made a home for themselves on the fringes of society. When Krementschouk chanced upon this group in 2006, they invited him inside and he made some touching observations, capturing despair and addiction on the one hand, but also warmth and tenderness.
“Come bury me” – with these words one of the women bid farewell to Krementschouk when he promised to come back to visit the following year. Upon his return in winter 2008, he found nothing but a burned-out shell and learned from the group’s sole survivor that the house and its inhabitants had fallen victim to arson. A new building is now going up on the site. This book is dedicated to the memory of the singular people who once made their home there.