Isa Sauer

My father had been forced to flee Azerbaijan for political reasons. But the man who once had to flee his own country also disappeared from our lives.

Twenty years later, my brother and I travel to Portugal, where our father now lives. For the first time, we look him in the eye and confront the silence he left behind. The reunion seems to bring my brother and me closer, while also revealing how differently we carry his absence. What helps one of us move closer pushes the other further away.