A man returns to an empty house and finds himself searching through decades of memory in thirteen minutes. Tadanari Okamoto strips away everything except pencil and silence, letting you sit alone with someone else's loneliness. The animation moves like breath, not like motion. This is what it looks like when a filmmaker decides that what matters most cannot be rushed or explained. It won the Oofuji for a reason nobody remembers anymore, which means it's waiting for you to remember it instead.

Home, My Home is a short animated film by Tadanari Okamoto, released as a single-episode movie. The short won the Oofuji Noburou Award in 1970.