When I was about 5 or 6 my dad asked me as a joke "Are you Swedish or Vietnamese?". Some 25 years later, and years of living not just in Sweden but also New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco and Copenhagen, I 've always wondered where I belong and where I want to belong. 

I don't have an answer yet but here are four paper cut maps of some of my favourite cities Ive had the privilege to live in or visit. Countless sheets of paper, too many blisters, and a deadly fear of knives (or anything sharp for that matter) later, this is the result.