My plan is to start my trip in Sätra centrum and leave to Tanger, Morocco. Ivé been dreaming about doing this my whole life and for me it´s like a pilgrim journey. Ivé allways been travelling by airplane between those countries and this time I felt for taking my car out for adventure and instead I will feel the distance and maybe pass behind other moroocans and enjoying some tajine with them.
Synopsis - "Tajine" Film
In every moroccan kitchen you most have a tajine, if you don´t? there most be something wrong. If you live outside the country then you need to have one for your identities sake. I didn´t get it until I grow up, how important it was for my mom to eat the food she grow up with. Why would I never eat her food? and how come I start to cook it by myself when I grow up?
This film is serving us a bite of humor for topics as identity, food and the life in a foreign country.
My name is Nayef Ghoul. I was born and raised in Stockholm, where my work is based today.
In my artwork you can find many connections to my own life story. Being raised in Sweden by a Moroccan mother and a Lebanese father has given me a unique perspective and a mindset for understanding and creating.
Today, I am studying a masters in Documentary Process at Stockholm University of the Arts.
Basically homesickness, when you travel to another country where the language/culture is different, usually away from your family/friends, you experience "El ghorba" ااغربة.
It also means you are a foreigner or living in exile in an other country/city or in a foreigner country. This word is used most by northafrican people.
This idea started from a long journey I made from different memories I have been collecting since my childhood.
In the maghreb region,Tajine is the most recognizible thing in the outerworlds. This idea gave me sparks and butterflies in my
stomach when the idea came to me by a sudden.
The first reaction was - a film about a tajine? I must be crazy I though, until I found thousand reasons to do this, and this is why.
Amina my mother is a film I made about my mother. In this scenes I invite you to my mothers daily life. She are making moroccan mynta tee and speaking about how difficult it was for her to leave here home country while she was 26years old. She came to Sweden by her own, year 1990 just for a short visit. She mayt didn´t expect to met my dad who she fall in love with. She took a hard decision to leave her friends and family behind and faced difficult years in Europe.
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hur kan jag i en dok film skildra / berätta om upplevelsen av Ghorba (främlingsskap exiltillvaro och mellanförskap) genom en tajine som metafor för en nationell tillhörighet.
Amina is showing us in this scenes some pictures from her past.
Good memories are showing up but sadness in same time about the lost and the sacrifice she made when she bought that ticket to Sweden,
wich her grandmother helped her to buy and since then she never met her again.
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Since I was a child I could remeber I didn´t like my mothers Tajine and moroccan food overall. Every time she served it to us, I could remember how me and my sister was complaining over the food.
It was horrible and we were begging for something else while my mother was enjoying the meal. I gave this plate a chance though during the vaccations in Morocco while visiting my grandmother, but I still decided to not like it.
I moved to Öland 2019 to study documentary in Ölands folk highschool. During my year there I felt lost and alone.
I think I got a identity cris.
My friends and family who had allways been behind my side was not there anymore and even my mothers tajine that
I still didn´t prefer so much was gone.
Anyway I found out some great spots in the island where i could buy locally grown vegetables and beautifull views where
I could slow down and hear my deepest inner voice.
During one of my trip on holiday to Stockholm, I made a quick choice, i was stearing at the tajine and asked my mom if I could
take it with me, it would help me with my homesicknes I though. Since then I cooked maybe over 50 tajine under my last half year in the island.
My uncle moved to our house in Sweden when I was about 10 years old. I remember how he used to tell me stories one after another. Most of the stories were fairytailes and some of them where lifestories about the reality out there. I remember those stories mostly poetic and philosophical. One of the thing I took with me from this time was to be curious and never quit improve my storytelling.
