The photographic exhibition originates from the heart of a Vincentian initiative that serves homeless people worldwide: the 13 Houses Campaign. These images are not just shots behind a camera; they offer us an opportunity to see beyond, to fully grasp the meaning of this journey. Bon voyage.
My daughters, where are you? Within me, little girls, within me
My daughters, where are you? Within me, little girls, within me Searching, searching, searching for millions of seconds, minutes, hours. Hoping to catch the gaze of her two daughters. Never-ending anguish, frozen until the very end, and that painful hope of hearing...
Many bricks are needed to rebuild the soul of one’s home
Many bricks are needed to rebuild the soul of one's home * There are indelible marks that war leaves on the soul and heart; the wounds linger for years and are not always fully healed. Eden's story is that of a strong woman who continues to battle the ghosts of the...
A double rebirth: a woman and a mother in search of herself
A double rebirth: a woman and a mother in search of herself Imagine a red thread winding along a journey mapped out on a map, in search of one's own happiness. Doris's path represents an inner journey of self-discovery, through countries and encounters with different...
Finding Bethlehem: a family’s journey to find home and hope
"She wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, for there was no room for them in the inn." (Luke 2:7) . After the arduous journey to Bethlehem, riding upon a donkey, Mary and Joseph arrived exhausted, desperately seeking shelter. Unfortunately, no...
Letters from India
Letters from India Poverty and violence are woven into the stories of Anita, Chinnama, and Ruphina. At times, their gazes are tired. In their trembling voices you can hear their pride to have made it; to have regained a hope that seemed to have faded under the weight...
No choice but to leave
No choice but to leave Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Time flows unjustly, unstoppable, in front of one's eyes. A few hours to leave everything behind, a few hours to survive. Do not hesitate, it could cost your life. A few minutes of terror can change everything when a...
A Sunday appointment: where the dark ends and hope begins
A recurring appointment every Sunday. Every Sunday, the spoken word of God at Mass is like a flame that warms the hearts and souls, keeping alive the hope of an entire family that has lost everything. In dark moments during the COVID-19 pandemic, Catherine does not...
Being homeless: the sound of a door slammed shut
At what age do people become homeless? Sean's story reminds us how, unfortunately, finding oneself without a home can happen to anyone when you least expect it. For him, the sound of a door closing behind him made him realize that he had lost everything he had built...
A heartbeat lasting an eternity
In the middle of the sea, a father and a four-year-old girl huddle together on a small boat that won’t stop letting water in. A father who doesn't give up even though his world, his family, and the doctors seem to have abandoned him to his fate: Kadija, the little...
An ugly ‘mask’
An ugly ‘mask’* Some people wear masks. But you wouldn’t know it at the time. This is the story of a young girl on a bus, full of dreams and hopes for the future. A moment later, she finds herself in a spiral of violence and pain with little hope of escape. Deceived...
Kneading hope: the smell of a new home
Sometimes, it's the simplest things that allow us to move forward, push through, and face life's challenges. You catch a scent in the kitchen: it's Ana lovingly baking a cake for her children. It’s a small gesture that brings hope to her two kids in a moment of...
The music of the present calling us, the rediscovered hope
The sound of a cheerful song, of deep laughter emerging from the wounds of an equally profound pain, of a past marked by fear lived on the streets without a home or a place to go. María Elvis Gabriela smiles in front of the screen with a proud look; it's the rebirth...
In a labyrinth with no exit, I lost my hope, my life
The smoke of drugs, the buzz of alcohol, sex and rock’n’roll. Vincent doesn't think, Vincent feels free, Vincent has fun. The days pass and unfold like domino tiles, impossible to stop. The fun quickly gives way to suffering, pain, and an emptiness that continues to...