Until a few years ago books about migrants and migration wasn’t really something I’d read. Then I moved to England and at UCL ended up 0n the “Word and Image – Migrant Literature and Film” course because I liked the interdisciplinary angle but also because it was something I could connect with from personal experience. I became really interested in how these stories raise questions about belonging, national identity and place attachment.
During my childhood my dad would take photographs of our family with his heavy, black SLR camera, carried on a strap around his neck with a strange pattern in black, orange and purple colours. I remember having my photograph taken with it on holidays to Greece and Sweden; having to stop in random places when he had found a beetle he wanted to photograph and the blurry prints of the shiny beetles when they came back from the photo lab; sitting down on a low wall near a beach in Greece, smiling back at the camera as we posed for him.
I really enjoyed writing the last “Books I’ve Been Reading Lately” post and have decided to make it a recurrent feature on the blog where I can gather together all the best books I end up reading over a few months. I’ve been a little late with this post, as I read most of these books in autumn and winter last year but I’ve just had so many other things to write about, too.