I left Czechoslovakia in 1968 not knowing I would not be able to return for 20 years. When the communist regime collapsed in 1989 and I found myself back in the country I first looked for traces of my past there. The house I grew up in, my family, friends I went to school with, places I used to frequent. I have come back every year since 1989 and my camera has helped me to document my confusion about life, people and politics.